《We live in Nanjing》


 Volume 1 We Live in Nanjing Preface

    Come, let us poke a point in the historical coordinates of mankind.

    In 1887, east longitude 8 degrees 24 minutes, north latitude 49 degrees.

    Karlsruhe, a small German city.

    This is the northern gate of the lush Black Forest, where the Rhine River winds quietly. It is a quaint small town, with scattered buildings under the sun located among the green trees, patchwork.

    In this quiet and peaceful afternoon, the sunlight fell on the feet of young people through the gap in the curtains of a certain building at the University of Karlsruhe.

    The room was dimly lit, and there was a long wooden table on the floor.

    A cylinder is placed horizontally at the other end of the long table, and layers of copper wires are tightly wound on the cylinder. This is an induction coil.

    In the center of the long table is a pair of barbells placed horizontally—at least it looks like a barbell.

    There is a hollow copper ball the size of a human head at each end of the thing. The two copper balls are connected by a thin solid copper tube, which is about two meters long. At first glance, it looks like an elongated and thin barbell, but  It's not the same as a barbell, because the copper rod in the middle of it is broken in the middle, and there is a gap of two centimeters that divides the thing in two.

    The two hollow copper balls are respectively connected to the inductance coil behind with wires.

    The inductance coil is connected to the battery under the table with wires.

    Coupled with the open copper ring held in the young man's hand, then this set of equipment is complete.

    He knows exactly what each component in this set of equipment is for. The coil is a booster, which can boost the voltage of the weak battery to a high enough level, and the two copper balls are capacitors.  To accumulate charge, one side is the positive pole and the other is the negative pole. When the charge accumulated in the capacitors on both sides reaches a certain amount, the high-voltage current can instantly break through the air in the gap——

    The young man turned on the circuit switch.

    There was a soft "snap".

    Like lightning, a light blue arc danced in the gap in the center of the copper rod.

    It's not over yet.

    This is not the purpose of the experiment.

    He raised the C-shaped brass ring in his hand-the brass ring had a small opening, walked slowly towards the table, and then held his breath.

    One step, two steps, three steps

    There was a very subtle "pop" sound, which sounded like a ghost, but it didn't come from the experimental device on the table, but from the copper ring in the young man's hand.

    Transparent, elf-like weak electric sparks burst out in the opening of the C-shaped copper ring.

    He widened his eyes in surprise, and after unremitting efforts, he finally caught the invisible and intangible ghost floating in the air.

    In the dark, there is a mysterious pusher that transmits energy from the electric spark generator on the table to the copper ring in his hand. There is no wire, no medium, and no connection. This small independent copper ring  It was a miracle that flames danced on the ground.

    Maxwell's theory has been perfectly verified.

    On this day, human beings consciously sent out the first electromagnetic wave to the universe.

    This young man who taught at the University of Karlsruhe was named Heinrich Rudolf Hertz.

    This year, he was thirty years old.

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    Let's poke one more point in the historical coordinates of humanity.

    July 11, 1998.

    The Nanjing shortwave team composed of Bai Zhen, Wang Ning, and Zhao Bowen participated in the IARU Shortwave World Championships. They used an I725 shortwave radio station, and under the scorching sun, they set up the radio station and antenna on Zijin Mountain.  A small table, starting at eight o'clock in the morning of the day, calls out.

    The antenna is a dipole antenna installed horizontally in the north-south direction. It is tied between two trees with a drawstring, which looks like a clothesline from a distance.

    "CQ! CQ! CQ!" Bai Zhen held the microphone in one hand and the pen in the other, speaking English soaked in his pickle jar, sitting on the channel and setting up a stall, "Bravo-Golf-Four-Mike-Xray-  Hotel test! BG4MXH! QSL?"

    "Juliet-Alfa-Oa-Charlie-Kilo! JA1DCK! QSL?" A clear reply came from the headset soon.

    Bai Zhen made an OK gesture and began to record the communication log.

    The other party's call sign is JA11

    What's behind it?

    "Juliet-Alfa-Oneagain?" Bai Zhen had no choice but to ask him to report again.

    "Juliet-Alfa-Oa-Charlie-Kilo! JA1DCK!"

    The call sign starting with J is Japanese.

    No wonder my English is worse than mine.

    Bai Zhen thought silently in his heart, and at the same time replied: "Rer! You are 59! QSL?"

    &Department of Physics, University. After graduating with a Ph.D., he stayed at the school to work. He is currently an associate researcher at Nanjing Purple Mountain Observatory, and has been engaged in space physics and electromagnetics research so far.

    However, Wang Ning went around in circles for many years, and finally entered the office of the Nanjing Non-committee Committee as the person in charge of the radio monitoring station until today.

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    Let's finally poke a spot in the long river of time.

    Now.

    At this very moment.

    You are looking at the screen of your mobile phone—whether it is Apple, Huawei, Xiaomi, Samsung or OV, they are fundamentally no different from the C-shaped copper ring in Hertz’s hands back then, all text, pictures, sounds and videos are modulated  It is converted into electromagnetic waves, passes through communication base stations and wireless routers, is received by mobile phone antennas, and then demodulated into signals that humans can understand, and then enters your eyes and ears.

    Every minute and every second in this world, long waves pass through the deep ocean, short waves oscillate on the ionosphere, and UV waves run rampant in the city. They form another world where we cannot see with the naked eye.

    Today, more than 130 years have passed since the first electromagnetic wave was captured by human beings in 1887. In theory, energy is conserved. The first electromagnetic wave sent by human beings is still oscillating in this universe, although it has decayed to nothing.  People can catch it, it is like a little ghost, wandering in this noisy world, it may cause a sudden jump of electrons in a component in the integrated circuit of your mobile phone, flash like a spark, so weak that it is beyond this universe,  No one could notice anymore.

    At that moment, you rubbed your sleepy eyes, and you would not realize that after a long time of 130 years, you received greetings from the young man named Hertz.

    This is a story about radio. This story happened in 2019. Nearly two years have passed. During the past two years, the author spent a lot of energy visiting and sorting out materials from various sources before I was a little confident in compiling it into a manuscript and publishing it to the public.  , and strive not to make big mistakes, if anyone sees my work, I hope Xiaohan.

    All characters in this article are pseudonyms.

 Volume 1 We Live in Nanjing Chapter 1 Pinellia

    ? No. 66, Muxuyuan Street, Qinhuai District, Qinyuan, Meihua Villa.

    This is one of the few livable communities in the city. The facilities are old but still complete.

    The little girl walked through the gate of the community with her bag on her back. The vines on the walls of the residential buildings on both sides grew wildly, and the pink marble wall paint was in the gaps between the overlapping round green leaves. No one took care of it for many years. A seagull  It flew over flutteringly, stopped on the window sill and tilted its head curiously.

    She lives in Unit 2, Building 11, turn left 20 meters into the gate of the community.

    Eighth floor, 804.

    There is no elevator in the old building, so you have to step up the stairs step by step. It is quite tiring to climb the stairs. The girl went up to the fifth floor in one breath, and then slowed down. She was carrying a bag and carrying a heavy bag in her hand.  The cloth bag is ticking all the way.

    When she reached the seventh floor, she patted the door of 703 and shouted: "Uncle Huang! Old Huang! I'm back! Your old father, Banxia, ??I'm back!"

    No one paid attention to her at the door, maybe she had fallen asleep and hadn't woken up.

    Lao Huang has always turned day and night upside down.

    Ban Xia went upstairs panting, the cloth bag in her hand was shaking, the scarlet viscous liquid soaked the cloth and sprinkled on the steps.

    She didn't notice, and just ticked all the way upstairs.

    The eighth floor is the top floor. There are two households on the first floor. Doors are opposite to each other. One door can be opened, while the other door has been sealed by sundries. In the stairwell, a rope is pulled to dry wet clothes, and Ban Xia slips through under a black coat.  , touched the hair.

    Arriving at the door of his house, the bag changed hands, took out the key from the pocket, "creaked—" twisted the door open, and then entered the door to put down the things and change the shoes.

    "Mom and Dad, I'm back."

    Parents were sitting on the sofa, Ban Xia looked up and found that some dust had fallen after a day, so she came over and dusted them off.

    Some dust was blown in from the window. I forgot to close the French windows in the living room last night, and there was even a little fresh bird droppings on the floor.

    "I went to the teacher, but the teacher is still as strict. I chatted with her about today's learning results. In fact, there is not much progress. Self-study is really difficult."

    Ban Xia briskly took off her coat and trousers, leaving only a vest and shorts, stretched her slender arms and thighs, and then sat down on the sofa.  With the sound of creaking springs, the girl slumped there to rest for a while, and then hugged her father's shoulders, "It would be great if someone could teach me, please ask God to give me a great god, and it would be best to be handsome."

    God still didn't answer her request.

    She prayed many times, and she stood on the top of the building and shouted to the sky: God——!  Please give me a handsome guy——!  The kind of handsome guy who can help me carry wild vegetables like a cow and a horse——!

    Unfortunately, God only agreed to half of her request.

    The handsome guy didn't.

    Enough for cattle and horses.

    I don't know how many wild buffaloes passed by in groups on the alfalfa garden street in front of the door while shitting, and swayed their tails and scattered their shit everywhere.

    "There is a lot of deer dung on the alfalfa garden street. I don't know what kind of deer it is, but there must be a large herd of deer here. I will go and see it tomorrow. I don't know if it is the deer that came last time."

    "The water in Crescent Lake is getting less and less, and the bottom of the lake is full of silt. I think the lake will dry up soon. I passed by there today, and I saw a pile of tin cans in the mud at the bottom of the lake. I don't know who threw them away.  over there."

    The girl said while pinching her shoulders to her parents.

    The parents sat motionless.

    "I still haven't met anyone today, so I can only try to call on the radio at night. Do you think anyone will really hear it? Although I can't find it no matter how hard I look, the teacher said that I still have to stick to it. She said that I will definitely  Someone heard, what's the date today? SeptemberSeptember 5th? Oh no, it's September 6th."

    "I'm going to cook. I'll eat alone tonight. I'll bring the teacher back to eat together." Banxia got up, dragged the cloth bag by the door and pulled it into the kitchen, leaving a dark red trace that was almost frozen, "Oh  ! Leaked, leaked, dirty the floor."

    She hurriedly dragged the bag into the kitchen, and then closed the kitchen door with a bang.

    After a long while, there was the sound of a kitchen knife chopping bones vigorously in the kitchen.

    "It's so hard to chop."

    "It's so hard, is it the spine?"

    "Oh, my head fell into the pool."

    "I can't chop it, Dad! Mom! Is there any problem with eating ribs tonight? If there is no problem, I will cook the ribs!"

    &nbsp; Soon the house was filled with a strong smell of meat, and the soup pot in the kitchen was gurgling.

    A mouse slid down from the ceiling, climbed up the sofa along the floor, climbed up the shoulders of the parents along the sofa, and tore at their clothes.

    Banxia heard squeaks in the kitchen, poked her head out and saw a mouse, and rushed over with a spoon.

    "dead mouse!"

    She waved it over with a spoon.

    The mouse screamed urgently, got under the sofa and disappeared.

    Mice are really annoying, and these mice are not afraid of people, they come out to act as monsters at night, Ban Xia can hear them having a sports meeting on the floor at night when they are lying on the bed, rustling, making people unable to sleep.

    If you fall asleep, they will be even more lawless. They will get into the bed, into the sleeves, and into the hair. Pinellia wakes up more than once in the morning and finds something moving in the hair.  A little mouse came down, twisting and screaming on the ground.

    Well, breakfast is settled.

    After dozens of minutes, Ban Xia, whose face was full of oily smoke and sweat, came out with a hot aluminum pot, wrapped the handle with a rag, twisted and hissed all the way, and put the pot on the coffee table while breathing in the cool air.

    The milky white soup in the pot overflowed the edge of the pot and spilled on the table.

    "Hot, hot, hot! It's so hot." The girl put her fingers in her mouth and stomped her feet vigorously, as if stomping could speed up the cooling and heat dissipation. She stirred the soup in the pot with a spoon, and brought it out from the kitchen.  Stack the bowls, a total of four.

    She put the four bowls on the table respectively, and said as she put them:

    "This is Dad's."

    "This is shit."

    "this is mine."

    The last bowl was pushed to the edge of the empty table.

    "This is the teacher's."

    "The teacher is a guest, so the teacher comes first." Ban Xia chuckled, took a boiled little palm out of the soup pot with chopsticks, and put it in the bowl, "Here, it's very rotten, don't be polite.  "

    After finishing speaking, she put her hands together and took a deep breath:

    "Then Dad, Mom, teacher, I'm cooking! ?

 Volume 1 We Live in Nanjing Chapter 2 Poplar

    ? No. 66, Muxuyuan Street, Qinhuai District, Qinyuan, Meihua Villa.

    It is an hour's walk to Zijin Mountain and ten minutes' walk to Crescent Lake. There are mountains, waters and city walls.

    Bai Yang rode his bicycle quickly over the road of Clover Garden Avenue, jumped from under one street lamp to another, then turned left and entered the gate of the community. When he passed the speed bump, his wheels were suspended in the air, and then he came to a heavy stop.  Under the surprised eyes of the security guard, he rode into the night and disappeared.

    "Ride slower——!"

    Uncle security poked his head out and shouted.

    "Got it, Uncle Cai!"

    He is in a hurry.

    It’s half past ten for self-study next night, and it’s almost eleven o’clock when I ride home all the way. Senior high school life is always so tight, and my mother asks Bai Yang to go to bed before twelve o’clock every night. If he wants to do something before going to bed  What, then you must go home as soon as possible.

    The home is in Unit 2, Building 11, and turn left 20 meters into the community.

    Eighth floor, 804.

    Bai Yang parked his bicycle downstairs and locked it, then carried his schoolbag on his back and walked upstairs. The voice-activated lights in the corridor lit up from bottom to top all the way to the top of the building the second he stepped into the unit door.

    Jumping up to the eighth floor in one breath, Bai Yang took out the key to open the door, put down his schoolbag and changed his shoes in the hallway, the light in the living room was still on, but at this time, his father and mother were already asleep, Bai Yang looked at their bedroom with his head,  Sure enough, the door was closed.

    The supper made by my mother is usually kept warm in the rice cooker, and the rice cooker is placed on the dining table and plugged in.

    If Bai Yang came back from his evening self-study and was hungry, he would have something to eat.

    Supper is usually noodles or rice, and Bai Yang doesn’t go home to eat dinner, so my mother will keep a separate portion of the dinner menu and heat it in the rice cooker.

    He uncovered the pot and fried noodles hot.

    Bai Yang tried to touch the bowl, but it was not too hot, so he took the bowl and went back to his room.

    "Xiao Yang?"

    When passing the parents' bedroom, my mother's confused voice came from across the door.

    "Well, I'm back."

    Bai Yang replied.

    "Oh, I'm back, go to bed early."

    Mom fell asleep again, and Dad's snoring was as loud as ever.

    Bai Yang returned to his room with his supper. His room was not big. The entrance was an aisle squeezed out by the single bed and the wall. The desk was against the bay window. To the right of the desk was a tall bookshelf full of teaching aids.

    After finishing the supper and wiping his mouth, Bai Yang took a deep breath and took out his phone from under the table to check the time.

    Eleven thirty in the evening.

    Bai Yang sat upright on the chair, drew the curtains, turned on the desk lamp, and solemnly took out a roll of toilet paper and put it on the table. No matter what happened next, it was always right to put a roll of toilet paper first.  In the dead of night, everything is silent, single young man, alone, he has some handicrafts that are inconvenient to do during the day.

    From now on, he will change his identity.

    In addition to being a senior high school student, he has another identity——

    Old color batch.

    of course not.

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    It's ham.

    What is ham?

    Ham is HAM, the full name is: amateur radio amateurs.

    Bai Yang reached out and took off the plastic sheet on the bookshelf, and with a "swish", it revealed the black radio station underneath.

    The I725 shortwave radio looks a bit like an old-fashioned CD player from the 1980s.

    A family heirloom left by Papa.

    Old antiques that can enter the museum.

    He leaned over to turn on the external power supply at the other end of the bookshelf, and pressed the POWER button on the panel of the radio, the radio started to power on, the light yellow old-fashioned LCD screen and the small level meter lit up, the channel stopped at 7.2750MHZ, Bai Yang was on the jack  Insert the earphone and hand microphone respectively, press the SSB button to enter the SSB communication mode, press the TUNER button to turn on the antenna tuner, after a few seconds the tuning is completed, the green light is on, and then slowly turn the knob to tune the frequency.

    His movements are nimble, at this moment he looks like Yu Zecheng, an underground party member in "Latent".

    Of course, he also looks like an old man who listens to the radio with the radio before going to bed.

    Tonight, Bai Yang will make the first long-distance communication in his ham career.

    ?The so-called radio communication is actually to find someone to talk to, but the biggest difference between it and a mobile phone call is that you don't know who you can contact, and you don't know that radio waves will be tens of kilometers away.Shit, 2012.

    Dad is right. There are fewer and fewer people playing radio, and even fewer people playing shortwave. At present, there are still living people in the UV frequency band. The car lovers in the city rely on this to discuss where to go on weekends.  Fuck, the time-consuming and labor-intensive thing of using short-wave radio for long-distance communication has long since been done.

    So Dad used the station as a radio.

    Today in 2019, few people can feel the romance of radio communication. No one is willing to set up an antenna more than ten meters high and send their voices to all parts of the world. This thing is too complicated, cumbersome and slow, even as an amateur  Hobbies are not interesting enough or exciting enough.

    More and more old HAMs have withdrawn from the arena, and Dad is one of them.

    Bai Yang increased the power from 2W to 5W, and tried calling again.

    Sure enough, no one was there.

    The channel is empty.

    When Dad was young, some channels were as lively as a vegetable market, and radio waves from all over the country converged in the night sky and flew to all parts of the world.

    Now even the people in the vegetable market are astigmatized.

    Bai Yang slowly turned the FM knob, and the numbers on the LCD screen changed little by little, from 14.195MHZ to 14.120MHZ, and then to 14.125MHZ again. He wanted to try his luck, maybe there would be someone talking on other channels.  ?

    14.126MHZ.

    14.128MHZ.

    14.130MHZ.

    Bai Yang supported his head, listened to each channel for more than ten seconds, and then turned the knob.

    14.131MHZ.

    14.132MHZ.

    14.133MHZ.

    He is a lonely traveler in the desert, and he can't meet the second of his kind in all directions.

    Bai Yang sighed. The communication tonight was declared a failure. He looked at the radio station for a long time, and casually dialed the FM knob of the radio station. Turning the knob back and forth, it was like playing on the radio. The red TX indicator light was always on.  The numbers on the LCD screen jumped rapidly.

    He was taken aback suddenly, and his fingers stopped.

    etc!

    Bai Yang cautiously turned the knob back slowly, frowned, and listened attentively. Amidst the noisy noise, someone was speaking indistinctly, whether it was singing or chanting.

    Someone!

    He subconsciously glanced at the channel.

    14.255MHZ.

    After tossing all night, Bai Yang finally met the second person.

    Still a girl.

    Bai Yang waited for the other party's voice to stop, and began to call: ""CQ!  CQ!  CQ!  This is BG4MXH, Bravo-Golf-Four-Mike-Xray-Hotel!  g d waiting for a call!  "

    The channel was silent for a few seconds.

    Then a surprised exclamation broke out from the earphones:

    "A living person? ?

 Volume 1 We Live in Nanjing Chapter 3 You Still Have Mom

    Bai Yang was stunned by this "living person?"

    According to the rules of short-wave radio communication, the standard response is to indicate that you have copied the signal, and then report your home and your call sign.

    What does this reaction like seeing a ghost mean?

    A few seconds later, the other party spoke again, shouting in surprise: "Is there anyone? Is there anyone? Is anyone here?"

    Bai Yang frowned.

    I am most afraid of encountering such a person when playing communication, who knows nothing about the rules, does not obey the rules, does not report the call sign, does not report the signal, does not report the location, and randomly enters the channel.  ?  How did you pass the exam?

    Although he is also a novice.

    There is no verification.

    "This is BG4MXH, QTH Qinhuai District, Nanjing City, copying your signal, your signal is 59, OVER."

    Look, this is a professional response.

    Bai Yang let go of the button on the microphone.

    The other side spoke again.

    "What what? Are you alive? Where are you now? How many people are there on your side? Are there any casualties? How are the casualties? What supplies are lacking?"

    The other party was so excited that he almost yelled.

    Bai Yang was taken aback, my mother, where is the aunt, you are so careless, are you really afraid that no committee will come to your door?

    There is a set of rules and regulations in the radio communication network. No loud noises, no nonsense words in the channel, no swearing in the channel, no interrupting other people's communication at will, five words, four beauties and three loves, everyone is friends everywhere  tower.

    If you dare to swear in the channel——

    No Committee: Immediately to your door!

    Bai Yang subconsciously wants to avoid this strange person, just like walking on the road and suddenly bumping into a person rushing up and talking nonsense to you, everyone will avoid him.

    "73! Goodbye! Goodbye!"

    In a hurry, Bai Yang, a rookie, wanted to run away.

    "Wait! Don't go! Don't go!"

    When the other party heard that he was leaving, he immediately became anxious.

    "No I'm sorry for my friend, my mother told me to sleep, and 73 is for you."

    Bai Yang said.

    "Your mother? Do you still have a mother?"

    The other party was shocked.

    With a "snap", Bai Yang turned off the radio, thinking he was crazy.

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    The next day.

    Bai Yang came out of the room sleepily, his mother was mopping the floor, the TV on the TV cabinet was on, broadcasting the morning news, and his father was sitting by the table reading today's headlines.

    "Move your feet." Mom touched Bai Yang's slippers with the mop, and she had to wait for Bai Yang to wake up before entering the room to mop the floor. "What time did you go to bed last night?"

    "Twelve o'clock." Bai Yang turned into the bathroom to wash up. He took his own light blue tooth cup on the sink and squeezed the toothpaste with two fingers.  The faucet was turned on, and with a "wow——" a white jet of water rushed into the cup, overflowing with foam.

    "Go to bed early at night." My mother was very dissatisfied with Bai Yang's sleep time, "If you don't sleep at night, you won't be able to wake up the next morning, and you will sleep through the good morning"

    "Okay, okay, I know!" Bai Yang sucked the foam of toothpaste in his mouth, "I must go to bed early, I must go to bed early."

    "The college entrance examination is coming soon, and there is still one year left. You put the radio on and focus on your studies. In the last ten months, you will check for gaps and make up for the omissions, consolidate what you have learned, and you will still be able to improve your grades in half a year.  Space……"

    Mom started nagging again.

    In one sentence, the remaining time for the college entrance examination can be reduced from one year to ten months and then to half a year. Rounding up, the exam will be taken tomorrow.

    "That's not a radio!" Bai Yang said vaguely, "That's a radio station!"

    "That's the radio." My mother said, "Isn't it just bigger? If it's bigger, it's not a radio?"

    "That's a short-wave radio station!" Bai Yang spat out all the toothpaste froth in his mouth, rinsed his mouth with a grunt, and explained loudly under the sound of splashing water, "Radio stations can save lives in extreme environments.  Our house has an earthquake, flood, tsunami, or other natural disasters, or even the end of the world, all mobile phone and TV signals are cut off, and everyone loses contact. Only the radio station can"

    "Only the wireless station can contact the outside world, isn't it?" My mother connected it.

    Bai Yang was stunned, "Yes."

    &nbsp; "What does this have to do with your college entrance examination?" My mother said, "It's your turn to worry about the end of the world? As long as the earth doesn't explode, you have to take the college entrance examination. Don't tell me about it."

    After Bai Yang washed up, he came out of the bathroom helplessly, while his father was still sitting there brushing the headlines.

    When he was arguing with reason, the old man hid on the sidelines and pretended to be dead.

    The father and the father looked at each other, expressing helplessness at the stubbornness of the middle-aged housewife.

    I think my father was also a good player in the Nanjing HAM circle back then. In his words, there are so many toads in the world, and there are only a handful of toads who can cultivate to become fine, and he is the only one who can cultivate to become Ouyang Feng.

    Bai Yang asked what about Uncle Zhao?

    Dad said that your Uncle Zhao became Ouyang Ke through cultivation.

    It is a pity that now a quarter of my father has retired, a quarter has been laid down, and a half has been buried in the ground. He has already faded out of the HAM circle, and the radio station is used as a radio, which is no longer the passion of the past.

    It's too late for Bai Yang to meet each other.

    It would be great if he knew his father earlier, so that he could play games together.

    "Did you connect last night?"

    Bai Yang sat down at the dining table and began to eat breakfast. There were four soup dumplings filled with chicken juice on the plate, and the old man asked in a low voice.

    "One on 14 MHz." Bai Yang also replied in a low voice, "14255."

    "Where is it?"

    "I don't know." Bai Yang said, "Black Taiwan."

    "Enemy agent on the other side? Did you offer you US dollars to surrender?" Dad said, "If you agree quickly, you will call the police after taking the money. Not only will you have US dollars, but you will also have half a million dollars."

    "It's a girl." Bai Yang said, "A nagging girl, I can't understand what she's talking about."

    "Girl? The enemy agent is so willing to spend? Maybe it's Pansy."

    "So what about Panxi." Bai Yang swallowed a soup dumpling, "I don't even report a call sign, and I don't know QTH. Dad, there is no one on the channels you recommended to me."

    "What about 14270?"

    "no one."

    Dad sighed: "In the early years, it was very lively, just like a vegetable market, but now there are fewer and fewer people playing this, why don't you buy a mobile station? There are many people in the UV segment, so buy a Baofeng one.  UV5R, a first-generation magic machine, costs one hundred yuan, and can also play satellites."

    ? Bai Yang has personally experienced the desolation of amateur radio nowadays. An empty channel is like a deserted street. Bai Yang is allowed to shout on the street without even an echo.

    "Ms. Liu posted the math homework in the group, Xiao Yang, remember to read it." Mom dragged it out, and Bai Yang and dad immediately stopped talking and chatted on the radio in front of mom—in mom's eyes  It's the radio—it's dangerous. My mother has shown mercy by not putting that old antique on the salted fish and selling it.

    "I see." Bai Yang lowered his head and drank a big mouthful of soy milk, thinking in his heart that he had to try again at night. He was unwilling to give up just like that. What if he succeeded in connecting to the other side of the ocean?  That'll show mom my own valid reason - I'm actually playing this to learn English!  practice speaking!  It is helpful for the college entrance examination!

    As long as you don't contact the Japanese.

    Because my mother doesn't admit that they speak English.

 Volume 1 We Live in Nanjing Chapter 4 The Iron Triangle of Plastics

    After breakfast, He Leqin called and asked Bai Yang if he would celebrate Yan Zhihan's birthday, which is September 7th.

    He Leqin is Bai Yang's best friend, a classmate in elementary school, junior high school, and high school. His family lives in Nanjing for three generations, and there are six houses in the local area.

    Bai Yang said that the second generation of housing is a newly emerging group of second generations. He Leqin has lived the life of a retired grandpa at a young age, and loves going to the park on weekends to walk birds—the kind who wears pants.  This guy said that he learned his rotten Eight Banners children's living habits from his uncle, who went out with a bird cage every week, and brought the young He Leqin to death.

    Since junior high school, He Leqin’s regular weekly shopping places are Xinjiekou and Golden Eagle in Hexi. Bai Yang, a magnificent building with glamor and luxury, has never even stepped into the door, but for He Leqin, it is the vegetable market in front of his house.  Some high-end and high-end circles of friends, but the accompanying text is "This French food worth 2,000 yuan per person is actually not as good as a roadside stall".

    Corruption, too corrupt!

    Bai Yang was heartbroken.

    If you don't think it tastes good, you can bring it back and give it to me!

    "Whose birthday is it for?" Dad asked, "What's the matter?"

    "Yan Zhihan." Bai Yang replied.

    Dad searched in his small hippocampus, managed to find the name, and then connected it with a fair-skinned little girl with slender soft hair, "Oh", it turned out to be her.

    Bai Yang: Do you know her?

    Dad: I don't know.

    Bai Yang: Then how do you know that she is a little girl with long, soft hair and fair skin?

    Dad: Now the streets are full of little girls with long hair, soft skin and fair skin.

    Yan Zhihan is the well-known school-level-class-group flower of the China Southern Airlines High School, yes, the group flower of the group, Bai Yang and his group have a total of eight people, seven men and one woman, commonly known as seven leaves and one branch flower.

    Among them, Bai Yang, He Leqin, and Yan Zhihan have the strongest relationship, commonly known as the plastic iron triangle.

    He Leqin, a rich young man, is in the spirit of fraternity to help the world. Any girl in the class will give a gift on her birthday, let alone brother Yan who has always been very close. As a class representative, Yan Zhihan often gives He Leqin a lot of homework  Give the green light, save Master He several times in distress, the kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by the spring, the eighteenth birthday is of great importance, how can the gift of adulthood be trifling?

    So He Leqin called Bai Yang as a staff officer and asked what to give.

    "Aries! Little Aries! What do you think is the right gift?"

    "Master, you are so rich, why don't you give me a Lamborghini." Bai Yang said slowly, "Or a Bentley, a Ferrari, and an Aston Martin. Brother Yan likes cars, right?"

    "Fuck off, I'm serious with you."

    "Why don't you make a statue of her at the gate of Xinjiekou Subway Station." Bai Yang said, "Pose her in Kamehae Qigong Wave or Spetsium Light. Anyway, the big turntable under Xinjiekou Subway Station is repaired by your family.  Yes, erecting a statue is easy, right?"

    "Then Brother Yan will kill you first, and then rape and kill me."

    "Why did I kill you directly and you were raped?"

    "Because I'm handsome, OK?" He Leqin said on the other end of the phone, "If I lie there dead, others will feel that I am at a disadvantage if I lie there dead. Okay, okay, come here quickly, stop talking nonsense, and I will treat you to dinner at noon.  Waiting for you here at Xinjiekou Subway Station."

    "Where to eat?"

    "Go to Ke Lane."

    Bai Yang hung up the phone, changed his shoes and went out.

    "Xiao Yang, are you coming back for lunch at noon?" Mom asked from the room.

    "Not coming back!"

    "Then come back early in the afternoon! You still have two sets of papers to do!"

    "I know, I know!"

    Bai Yang opened the door and went downstairs, the sound of footsteps was far away.

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    From Meihua Villa to Xinjiekou, you need to take Line 2. Get on the bus at Muxuyuan Station and get off at Xinjiekou Station. Baiyang all the way comes out from the gate of the community and walks along Muxuyuan Street to the subway station. There are bowls on the side of the road.  Thick-mouthed camphor tree.

    It is said that sycamore trees are planted all over the city in Nanjing, but there are only camphor trees in Meihua Villa, which are short and thin. Walking along the sidewalk of Muxuyuan Street for one kilometer to Zhongshanmen Road, there are more sycamore trees as thick as one person hugs.  The sycamore trees in the green belt grow luxuriantly, they are all decades old trees, and they are grandparents compared with poplars.

    Nanjing is still very hot in September, Bai Yang is wearing a white T-shirt and a pair of beige cropped slacks.?When I turned to Zhongshanmen Street, I was already sweating from the sun. Pedestrians came and went on the road. I don’t go to school this weekend, but there are still students in school uniforms riding bicycles in twos and threes.  There are cloth bags or vegetable baskets distributed in the supermarket, stuffed with eggs and green onions, and young girls who have changed into short skirts and hot pants, showing their dazzlingly white long legs.

    When Bai Yang walked through the crowd, he felt that this was a young city, and the streets were full of beautiful long legs.

    But when he saw the white rough bark of the plane tree, he was very aware of its age.

    The phone buzzed, Bai Yang took out the phone and took a look, He Leqin came to remind him again on WeChat:

    Have you arrived yet?  I waited until the flowers were gone.

    Bai Yang bowed his head and replied to him:

    almost there!

    For Bai Yang, as long as he leaves the house, no matter where he is, he will be there immediately.

    He Leqin: Hurry up, I just saw a pretty Pansy!

    Bai Yang: Here we come.

    He turned off the phone screen and put the phone in his pocket.

    The entrance of Muxuyuan Subway Station arrived, and Bai Yang squeezed into the descending escalator, and soon disappeared into the vast crowd. Line 2 is one of the busiest subway lines in Nanjing, and it is the main traffic artery of the city. The crowd is like blood  They flow in the same arteries, they are the source of vitality of the city, and poplar is one of the millions of blood cells.

    Nanjing is a huge heart

 Volume 1 We Live in Nanjing About Renaming

    Due to various reasons, the original title of this book "We Live in Nanjing" needs to be changed, and it should be revised in the near future.

 Volume 1 We Live in Nanjing Chapter 5 How to Make Fire

    "Squeak——"

    "Che-chee-chee-chee-chee-"

    Ban Xia listened to the music with her eyes closed. Early in the morning, this group of mice screamed better than they sang, one after another, cadenced, like a symphony orchestra.

    She opened her eyes and put her hand into the messy hair for the first time. Fortunately, no mice got in last night.

    She got up from the bed, and the bed creaked, and the sound of mice under the bed stopped immediately. Ban Xia could imagine that the group of rodents who were having a concert were all staring up at the top of their heads in fear, worrying about the piece.  The black board would suddenly collapse, and the girl cleared her throat: "Dear guests, I will count to three, and I won't leave after three counts"

    Before she finished speaking, the mice jumped out from under the girl's nose, and disappeared from sight within a few seconds.

    "I will draw a few lucky guests to stay for breakfast."

    Ban Xia rubbed her hair.

    "Runs really fast."

    In the past, Banxia tried to block the mice. She searched the room carefully from top to bottom, betting on all the gaps that might pass through the mice to ensure that the needles could not be inserted, but the second time  When she opened her eyes in the morning, a pair of small black eyes were staring at her, and her pointed wet nose was probing around.

    Ban Xia secretly sighed at the time, this is not all a bad thing, at least it was resolved with breakfast.

    Now Pinellia no longer tries to block mice. These little things can appear from all kinds of unimaginable places and disappear in all kinds of unimaginable places.

    She jumped out of bed one by one, pulled the clothes cover from the back of the chair, and drew a circle on the wall with September 7th.

    When she doesn't go out, she just wears a baggy white shirt with only a pair of shorts in it, walking around the room with her long bare legs.

    Until winter, there is actually no need to wear clothes.

    Banxia was actually willing to run naked, but the teacher stopped her. The teacher said that clothes not only have functional functions such as keeping warm and decorating, but also distinguish you from wild beasts. If you don’t wear clothes, one day you will blend into this wildness  world, forgetting your identity as a human being.

    Isn't Banxia saying that's good?  Man comes from nature and returns to nature. We are all hairless naked apes!

    The teacher smiled and said that you are not a naked ape, you are a girl.

    Ban Xia asked the girl what's the matter?

    Girls have to be beautiful, you are the most beautiful girl in the world, if you don't wear clothes, the world will take advantage of you.

    The teacher said so while rubbing her face round and flat.

    "Is it pretty?" Ban Xia grinned at the dirty mirror in the bathroom, "I don't know if I'm pretty, I'm face blind."

    The Colgate toothpaste on the washstand has been rolled into a layer of skin, Pinellia is still squeezing it, and puts the last bit of green toothpaste on the toothbrush.

    It seems that this toothpaste will not be usable tomorrow, so let's cut it open with a knife, and there will always be some scraping off the inside.

    First, insist on caring for your teeth!

    This is the rule set by the teacher for her, even if the world is destroyed, she must brush her teeth every day!

    The teacher once took Pinellia to raid half of the supermarkets and convenience stores in Qinhuai District, and obtained a mountain of toothpaste and toothbrushes, all of which were piled up in the downstairs room.

    Ban Xia feels that these toothpastes can be used for at least twenty years.

    After brushing her teeth and washing her face, the girl took a scoop of water from the large bucket in the corner of the bathroom and poured it into the plastic basin, then squatted down to wash her face.

    The ceramic washstand that comes with the bathroom is useless. It was damaged a few years ago. There is a big crack at the bottom, and fingers can be inserted into it, so we can only use another washbasin.

    The teacher found the big red buckets used to store fresh water. There are two in total, and they are placed side by side in the bathroom, taking up half of the bathroom space—the place used to be the shower room. These two plastic buckets are one meter high and have lids  , It is just right to store fresh water. Whether it is drinking or using, Pinellia draws water from this bucket. On average, a bucket of water can be used for three to five days.

    After washing her face, the girl casually poured water on the floor outside the bathroom to wash away the dirt and dust on the floor.

    She does not need to save water, because there is no shortage of fresh water in Nanjing.

    The main source of fresh water for pinellia is rainfall. Nanjing is a rainy city. There are regular precipitations for eight months in a year. Humid extratropical cyclones will come from the sea and bring abundant rainwater. It starts from March.  , until October, such a long time is the typhoon season in Nanjing.

    After washing, Pinelli tied up her hair and tied it into a ponytail, and thenTime to make breakfast.

    "Dad! Mom! What are you eating this morning?" Pinellia held a rubber band in her mouth, humming a vague tune, "How about cooking porridge? Cooking dandelion porridge? I picked it yesterday, and it should be fresh. If you don't speak, I will treat it as  I agree!"

    Sure enough, no one spoke.

    That means all votes are in favor, and we will have dandelion porridge for breakfast today.

    Pinellia always grasps the psychology of parents very accurately.

    The kitchen is separated by a wall from the bathroom. This is a house with three bedrooms and two living rooms, a master bedroom and two bedrooms, a living room and a dining room, and finally a kitchen and a bathroom.

    When cooking, you must close the kitchen door, and then open all the windows in the kitchen to ensure that there is no problem with ventilation. Only then did Ban Xia struggle to lift out the stove under the stove.

    "This thing is really heavy."

    The old-fashioned briquette stove, God knows where the teacher found this thing, the stove is half a meter high, it is a cylinder, and there is a vent at the bottom of the stove, covered with a cover, this thing was originally used to burn briquettes - briquettes are short  Cylinders can be put into a vertical furnace one by one, but it is necessary to ensure that all the holes of the briquettes are aligned from top to bottom. The holes are to ensure air circulation.  Align the through holes, and finally come out of the furnace, so that the coal can burn only when there is air circulation.

    Obviously Banxia doesn't have briquettes in hand now.

    But she has a wall of firewood.

    Each piece of firewood is as long as a palm and as thin as two or three fingers. It is piled up against the wall of the kitchen, as high as a person.

    These firewood were all chopped by pinellia pinellia. The most indispensable thing in Nanjing is wood. Camphor trees and oaks all over the streets are full of branches and leaves.  Drying on the balcony, fresh wet firewood can’t be burned, and it’s full of smoke when it burns, so the firewood has to be dried after chopping, put it on the balcony to dry first, and then put it in the kitchen to dry.  Burn it, no matter which kind of firewood it is, it should be dried when Pinellia is about to burn it.

    In this world without natural gas and coal, the only fuel for pinellia is gasoline and firewood.

    She was reluctant to use gasoline.

    So she burns wood most of the time.

    Pinellia rolls thinner firewood and dry grass leaves into a ball, which is an excellent kindling, and it can be lit at one point.

    But it is not enough to have a firelighter, it must be lit.

    How about it?

    Since the day when humans mastered fire, the way of ignition has been iteratively updated. It takes too much time and effort to drill wood to make fire, so people learned to use minerals to make flint and fire scythe. Every time it is too troublesome to get fire, people learned to use charcoal to preserve  Kindling, as long as the half-burned charcoal is covered with fine ash, the time to extinguish the flame can be greatly delayed. A dark fire is always longer than an open fire. This kind of kindling can even be carried in a box, and you can use it whenever you want.  .

    Ban Xia carefully took out a metal box from under the stove.

    This is the tinder.

    Eternal fire.

    She opened the box, took out the lighter, and lit it with a snap.

 Volume 1 We Live in Nanjing Chapter 6 Nanjing is a Corpse

    Dandelion is both food and herbal medicine. It tastes slightly bitter after being boiled into soup. The teacher said that dandelion is also called bedwetting grass, which has a diuretic effect. If you have kidney stones, you can eat more dandelion.

    When cooking porridge and soup, we mainly use the tender leaves of dandelions. Yesterday Pinellia picked a large bundle of dandelions from the community downstairs. The flowers of these dandelions faded overnight, so Pinellia picked all the leaves and put them in  Cook in a pot.

    But you can't just use dandelion, because it is as bad as traditional Chinese medicine and lacks calories, so you have to pour in the peeled lotus seeds, add salt and oil, and cook until it becomes a paste.

    The girl squatted on the floor holding a cattail fan in one hand and adding firewood to the hearth with the other.

    The fire was burning brightly, and the kitchen was full of smoke. Ban Xia felt that the wild vegetable soup was almost cooked, got up and coughed, and took out the last two pieces of salted fish from the cabinet, shredded them by hand, and added chopped purslane to the salad.

    Cook on high heat for a few minutes, and the aroma will rise.

    "It's ready" Ban Xia came out of the kitchen with a hot pot, "The dandelion and lotus seed porridge is ready! The side dish is cold purslane and salted fish shreds!"

    She excitedly put the iron pot on the tea table, "Dad, Mom, come and have breakfast!"

    She divided the wild vegetable paste into bowls one by one.

    "Mom and Dad, what the teacher said is right, I actually contacted a living person last night! A living person! Do you know? It's still a young man! God finally heard my prayer and finally gave me a person who can help me carry wild vegetables.  handsome guy!"

    Regarding the person contacted last night, Banxia didn't know his identity, but it still surprised her. She had never contacted anyone before. Is what the teacher said true?

    She is not the only one in this world?

    If there really is a second person in this world, why hasn't it been found before?

    But this city is so big and this world is so big, two people are so small, just like the only two fish in the sea, can these two fish meet each other in their lifetime?

    Ban Xia slowly stirred the wild vegetable paste in the porcelain bowl with a spoon, thinking carefully about last night's experience.

    But fortunately she is not a fish, she has advanced communication tools, I725 shortwave radio station!

    Banxia doesn't know the source of this shortwave radio station. When she was very young, when she was picked up by the teacher and brought here, the old radio station was in the room. She was taught by the teacher to use the radio station, but  She is not as good at short-wave communication as the teacher. According to the teacher's instructions, she insisted on calling outside every night, but she never thought that she could really contact other people.

    The teacher's doomsday survival rules, the second rule, insist on calling for help!

    "I'll try to contact him again tonight, his channel is at 14.255MHZ." Ban Xia scooped up a spoonful of wild vegetable paste and stuffed it into his mouth, then frowned and stuck out his tongue, "Wow, it's bitter and salty.  "

    Ban Xia licked her lips, then propped her head on the coffee table, humming in her nose.

    "But he immediately turned off the radio, why? Am I that scary? I didn't even have time to say a few words, oh Where is he? How many people are there? Is he short of food? I  I don’t know, if it’s not that there is no fish to eat, I really want to stay at home and use the radio to shout for a day, but will he be on the channel? I don’t know.”

    Ban Xia doesn't know anything.

    "He said he still has a mother, that's great really enviable."

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    After breakfast, Ban Xia got dressed, put on a light blue sweater, a pair of thick denim trousers, and took the bow and arrow from the wall.

    The bow is self-made. The arms are cut from wrist-thick oak wood and slightly bent after heat treatment. The bow strings are twisted with three fishing lines. When not in use, the bow arms and bow strings are stored separately.

    She took out a long arrow from her bow and quiver, faced the wall, took a deep breath, and separated her feet!  turn around!  nock!  With a slight "squeak" sound, the power is transmitted from the waist and abdomen to the shoulders and arms. The left hand is in front and the right hand is in the back. With standard Mediterranean fingering, the bowstring is drawn steadily.

    Ban Xia's gaze suddenly became sharp at this moment, her aura was as unstoppable as the tip of a spear, aiming - three points and one line, let it go!

    The girl let out a short "Let go!" in her heart, and she let go of her fingers in response. The arrow that left the string brushed past her cheek, lifted a few strands of hair, and with a sound of piercing, the wooden arrow was firmly nailed to the thick cowhide wall on the opposite side.  superior.

    With a sound of "Zheng", the arrowhead penetrated nearly an inch into the cowhide.

    A set of movements was smooth and flowing, Banxia put down the longbow expressionlessly, and the bowstring was still trembling at this moment.

    The bow can still be used, the girl let out a long breath, and the bow can still be used depending on the status.??Persist for several months.

    Ban Xia is a master of archery. She even surpassed her teacher in terms of archery attainments, but the teacher's marksmanship is very accurate. Ban Xia often thinks that if she uses a bow and arrow to fight against the teacher, the gun will be faster than ten steps away.

    Within ten steps, the gun is still fast.

    "Mom and Dad, I'm going to Xuanwu Bay today. I've eaten all the fish at home, and there's nothing left to eat. I have to catch some more and pickle it. I'll probably be back before the sun goes down. You guys are waiting for me at home."

    Banxia carries bows and arrows and quiver on his back. Bows and arrows can be used for hunting and self-defense. If you encounter red deer on the way, you can use bows and arrows to hunt them down. If you encounter wild boars, you can use bows and arrows to drive them away.  When you meet a brown bear, you can use a bow and arrow to perform a dying struggle for it.

    "Shouldn't you encounter a bear? I'm not that unlucky."

    Next, insert the dagger into the sheath on the chest. The knife must be carried at all times.

    Then he took out an imitation Type 54 pistol from the TV cabinet, pulled out the magazine, checked the number of bullets in the magazine, there were a total of 17 rounds, and there were quite a few bullets, and finally stuffed the pistol into the holster on his thigh.

    Ban Xia asked why this gun is called imitation 54 type?

    The teacher said that all pistols are called imitation 54 type.

    Knives, guns, bows and arrows are all ready, and finally Ban Xia wears a shoulder bag on his body - the teacher's doomsday survival rules, the third rule, no matter when you go out, you must bring a bag!

    This is the iron rule.

    Even if you just go out to get gas Ban Xia will go to the gas station to get gas regularly, so you must bring your bag.

    The bag is a first-aid kit, and there are always medicines, bandages, maps, fire starters, lights, and spare knives in the bag. No matter where Pinellia goes or how long he goes, he must carry this bag at all times. The teacher wants to develop this habit for Pinellia, but Hua  The teacher once told her that in this world, no place is absolutely safe. Leaving the shelter means facing life danger. When you step out of this door, you must be prepared to be swallowed by the world.

    At that time, Pinellia didn't understand.

    Now Ban Xia understands.

    Everything was ready, Ban Xia hugged her parents on the sofa, and then changed her shoes at the entrance.

    "Dad! Mom! I'm going out! Be sure to come back before dark! Be sure to wait for me!"

    The girl waved her hand.

    "If I can't come back Well, I will definitely come back. I still have to go find that handsome guy at night, so I can't keep him waiting."

    After she finished speaking, she closed the door, then rushed downstairs, down eight floors in one breath, and ran out through the gate of the unit building.

    "I will definitely be back before dark—!"

    The girl yelled as she ran, she had this habit, she didn't know who she was yelling to, maybe the parents upstairs, or this community, or the world, as if only someone could hear her  If so, she will be able to return safely and on time as promised.

    But before her eyes was a wild, green world, the gray-black concrete was gradually covered by plants, knee-high weeds grew on the broken pavement, and all the tall buildings turned into gigantic green-clothed giants  , as long as you step out of the gate of the unit building, you will touch the viscous, suffocating vitality and wildness. In the years when human beings disappeared, the vacant living space was frantically poured into by nature.

    Ban Xia's little light blue figure got into the grass and was soon swallowed up by this world.

    Nanjing is a corpse that has been dead for a long time, and towering trees with luxuriant branches grow from the corpse.

 Volume 1 We Live in Nanjing Chapter 7 14255

    At noon, He Leqin took Bai Yang to find a restaurant in the shopping mall to eat Japanese food, wagyu sukiyaki.

    "I actually ate Japanese food with a big man." He Leqin said, "Achieving a life achievement."

    "What achievement?"

    "The left and right are men and men plus straight men and the big men are masculine!" He Leqin finished in one breath.

    "You are pretty." Bai Yang nodded.

    "No way!" Young Master He was immediately annoyed.

    "Look over there is a girl in a short white skirt with fair skin, a bit like Zhao Lusi." Bai Yang raised his chopsticks and pointed.

    "Where?" He Leqin turned his head sharply, "Where is Zhao Lusi?"

    Bai Yang took advantage of the situation and lowered his chopsticks, picking up the fat beef in his bowl.

    The air-conditioning in the shopping center was fully turned on, and the two of them didn't want to go out when they came in. In this hotter summer, their dog's life was saved by the air-conditioning.

    The terrazzo floor is polished, and the lights above the head are dazzling. The young girls coming and going are all tall and tall, either holding a satchel or holding the arm of a young man, and the heels of their shoes are stepping on the floor.  , They are not a flow of people but a trend when they gather. Two students, Bai Yang and He Leqin, walk through this dazzling trend filled with perfume, like a silly civet cat crossing the street.

    Young Master He is certainly not a civet cat.

    Poplar is.

    This is the most prosperous business district in Nanjing and even the whole country, with hundreds of thousands of people passing by every day. Standing on Xinjiekou Pedestrian Street, the two of them looked up at the surrounding tall buildings towering like giants, surrounded by airtight, and they  The Xinjiekou subway station at the foot is also the largest subway station in the country, with a total of 24 entrances and exits.

    He Leqin is always very proud standing at Xinjiekou, because his family contracted and built the turntable in this subway station back then.

    "What do you think of buying a blind box for Brother Yan?" He Leqin asked.

    "What blind box?" Bai Yang was a little absent-minded.

    "Pop Mart has launched a new one."

    "Bubble what?" Bai Yang asked.

    "Bubble Mart."

    "What Matt?"

    "Bubble Mart."

    "What to drink?"

    "Fuck you." He Leqin poked it with his chopsticks, "I bought the movie ticket for "Charlotte Annoyance" for you."

    Bai Yang shrank back to avoid him.

    "What are you thinking about? You are absent-minded." He Leqin asked, "What troubles have you encountered? If you have any emotional problems, you can tell my brother, and let the first lover of the Southern Airlines High School come to enlighten you."

    "My long-planned short-wave contact failed." Bai Yang said.

    "Oh oh oh, you mean that radio" He Leqin slapped his forehead. Of course he knew what Bai Yang was up to. A week ago, Bai Yang conspired to make a long-distance communication. He spent a lot of spare time preparing for it.  From checking the antenna to checking the radio station, to confirming that I will not be visited by someone to check the water meter when I make an external call, it can be said that I have exhausted my mind.

    "That's not a radio!"

    "Radio station, okay? Radio station." He Leqin changed his words, "Didn't you say that thing can hear the radio? Did you hear it? Did you tell you to give you US dollars? Did you tell you to give you beautiful women?"

    Bai Yang shook his head.

    "If you don't give us dollars or beauties, they want to turn against you?" He Leqin was shocked by the stinginess.

    "Sometimes I think you are my father's real son." Bai Yang said, "You both want dollars and beautiful women."

    "Everyone has the love of beauty." He Leqin said, "beauties in dollars"

    "USA?"

    "If their president gives it to me, then I will reluctantly accept it."

    "I didn't get in touch with anything." Bai Yang sighed, "Maybe there is really no one on the shortwave channel, or maybe it's too late and everyone is going to bed. Anyway, my plan completely failed. I used shortwave for long-distance communication.  Communication is really a very difficult thing"

    "Is there no one?"

    "There is no one" Bai Yang remembered that he actually contacted someone last night, "No, there is someone."

    "Male and female?" He Leqin asked.

    "female."

    "Hi, girl." He Leqin nodded, "What do you look like?"

    "How do I know?" Bai Yang rolled his eyes, "Did you think there was a monitor on the radio?"

    "Okay, okay, you go on, and then?"

    "Then there is no after." Bai Yang recalled the incident last night.Regarding the contact situation, "She is a black station. She has no call sign and does not report her location. When she comes up, she just bluffs in the channel and talks about it."

    At that time, Bai Yang was really taken aback. As a rookie who communicated with the outside world for the first time, he encountered a completely unruly person when he called for the first time.  Lack of supplies, whether there are casualties - it stands to reason that hearing the word casualties should be an emergency communication. According to the rules for the use of amateur radio, emergency communication is the highest priority behavior among all amateur radio communications. When it is in an emergency,  Users can jump over all the rules.

    It can be said that the ultimate significance of the existence of amateur radio is emergency communication - when major disasters occur, such as earthquakes, tsunamis, floods, volcanic eruptions, forest fires and other natural disasters, when all normal means of external communication fail, radio stations will become the last straw.  It can send distress signals to the outside world through ionospheric reflection. It is rough, fragile, and noisy, but it will never fail.

    But was what I encountered last night an emergency communication?

    I hadn't noticed this problem before, but now thinking about it, Bai Yang frowned deeply.

    It's a pity that Bai Yang is really a rookie with little experience, and he doesn't know how to deal with this situation. If Dad was present at the time, he should be able to handle it properly, right?

    Thinking of this, Bai Yang secretly worried again.

    It can't really be an emergency communication, can it?

    Could that girl be in some trouble?

    Maybe she is in trouble and is calling for help on the radio?

    Didn't he do something bad?  Missed a chance to save someone?

    "If you fail, you will fail. Anyway, there are many opportunities." He Leqin comforted him, "You can try other channels tonight, try one by one, and you will always meet other people."

    "14255."

    "14255?"

    "I'll try 14.255MHZ again tonight to see if I can connect to other people"

    Bai Yang decided to try to get in touch again tonight. He still remembered that channel. Many old toads have their own fixed frequency bands. Bai Yang hoped that 14255 would be the girl's usual channel, and he could meet her again when he went online tonight.

    But what if yesterday was the last time she called out?

    He Leqin saw that Bai Yang's expression was not right, and lightly poked him on the shoulder, "Little Aries? Are you okay?"

    "It's okay." Bai Yang shook his head, "Eat and eat, the pot boiled dry."

    The steaming sukiyaki pot was boiling in front of his eyes, but Bai Yang suddenly lost his appetite. What kind of hot pot should we eat in this summer?

 Volume 1 We Live in Nanjing Chapter 8 Underwater City

    From Meihua Mountain Villa to Xuanwu Bay, if you take the subway, you can take Line 2 first, get on at Muxuyuan Station, change to Line 1 at Xinjiekou Station, and get off at Xuanwumen. The whole journey takes 20 minutes. If you ride a bicycle  It will take about forty minutes.

    Ban Xia rode her broken mountain bike, speeding along the road, which was lined with black car shells.

    It is impossible to sit in the subway. It was impossible to sit in the subway many years ago. Now the subway station is a very dangerous place. Pinellia dare not set foot in it. These dark, humid, food-rich, and well-connected urban underground spaces have long been covered by dangerous creatures.  Occupy, the teacher once warned her not to enter places without light.

    Standing at the entrance of the dark subway station and looking down, the slippery steps covered with moss extend into the darkness beyond the naked eye. Ban Xia can faintly smell the stench mixed with the cold air, and her subconscious tells her to stay away.  It is a biological instinct evolved over thousands of years, the instinct of being a prey.

    The girl stopped to rest at the gate of the Ming Palace and had something to eat.

    It is said that it is the Forbidden City, but in fact there are not many buildings left.

    Long before the destruction of the world, there were only ruins left in the Ming Palace in Nanjing. The teacher explained that the Forbidden City was demolished in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties, another one was demolished during the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, and another one was demolished during the Republic of China, so only a few remained.  Shidunzi was surrounded and turned into a park.

    Now Banxia sees the remains of the ruins.

    She parked the car at the gate of the Ming Dynasty Palace Ruins Park. The gate of the park is an antique building, built on top of ten steps, with golden tiles and cornices, and four large vermilion pillars at the main entrance, which are too thick for an adult to hug.

    If it is still intact, it must be a magnificent building, but it is a pity that Banxia has grown so big and has never seen its complete appearance. A crashed fighter jet fell from the sky and cut off half of the roof of the hall, broken bricks and tiles  The stone fell to the ground, why did Banxia know that it was hit by a fighter jet like this?  Because that fighter jet is stuck upside down at the back door of the hall right now.

    The teacher once took her past the gate of the park, pointed to the blackened shell and said it was Su-27.

    Ban Xia sat down on the steps and took out dry food and a water bottle from her bag.

    Dry food is a starch block mixed with animal fat. The animal fat comes from deer and rabbits. Pinellia will pay great attention to preserving the fat after hunting these animals. The starch mainly comes from lotus root and lotus seeds. There are crescent moon lakes near Meihua Villa  Large pieces of lotus, lotus root and lotus seeds are easy to get. Pinellia is cooked and mashed, then mixed with deer oil, kneaded into balls, and wrapped in plastic cloth.

    This thing is quite high in calories and can provide the energy necessary for outdoor activities.

    The sky is blue, and the opposite side of the wide road is a strong green. The opposite side is also a park called Wuchaomen Park, which is part of the ruins of the Ming Dynasty Palace.

    During the years when human beings disappeared, nature penetrated into every space of the city with amazing resilience. Sometimes Ban Xia thought that there was no need for human beings to suppress nature. The space occupied by their own existence  The huge space squeezes the reproduction of other creatures. As long as the huge population of human beings continues to exist, nature will never be able to return to its original appearance.

    For thousands of years, it may be that human beings have been suppressed too hard, and nature has accumulated a huge force like a spring, so as soon as human beings disappeared, it rebounded quickly.

    They are menacing and unstoppable.

    Green landslides and tsunamis came from the mountains and the sea, engulfing the entire city overwhelmingly.

    Pinellia gnawed a mouthful of dry food and looked across the road. Nanjing University of Aeronautics and Astronautics was on the edge of the park. From the angle of Pinellia, one could vaguely see Building No. 11. The gray concrete building was located in a greenery  In the meantime, probably the concrete surface is not good for growing plants, so it still remains the same, but Banxia knows that the road past must be blocked by weeds.

    Building No. 11 was lucky, but its neighbor Building No. 12 was not. When walking along Zhongshan East Road, Ban Xia saw that there was only half of it left, which might have been bombed by an aerial bomb.

    As the breeze blew by, the bushes on the opposite side of the road rustled.

    Ban Xia immediately bit the dry food in her mouth, grabbed the longbow, and took out an arrow to hit it on.

    There is more than 20 meters away from her on the other side of the road. This is a safe enough distance for her to shoot an arrow and draw her gun.

    So far, she has not used the imitation 54 pistol, and she rarely needs to use the gun. This is mainly because Banxia is vigilant and smart enough. She knows how to avoid the active area of ????large predators. The area near China Southern Airlines  Without tigers and bears, the most dangerous cat is the leopard, because of the presence of the leopard, Pinellia never stays under the tree for a long time.

    &nbsp;The agility of the leopard is amazing. Except for the cheetah, the rest of their family are deadly hunters. Most of the creatures in this world have never seen human beings.  The species is called human beings, and Pinellia is just a rare upright monkey in their eyes. You have to take a bite to know whether it can be eaten.

    A pair of big horns protruded from the bush first, and the girl heaved a sigh of relief.

    It's red deer.

    A tall male buck pattered out to the road with a beautiful white markings on his neck.

    This is a huge monster. The existence of red deer can subvert most people's imagination of deer. This thing is two meters high, and its majestic antlers can be as high as a story. It is so strong that it can overturn a car.

    "Scared me." Banxia put down her bow, sat down and continued to eat, while watching the red deer on the other side of the road one by one on the road.

    This is a herd of red deer. Ban Xia estimated the number, there are about twenty heads.

    They can easily reach the young leaves on the tree by raising their necks. Except for giraffes and elephants, this thing is really the tallest thing Pinellia has ever seen.

    Oh, by the way, there are giraffes in Nanjing.

    There are about five or six observed, and the main activities are in the Zijinshan Peninsula.

    Nanjing originally did not produce giraffes. The teacher suspects that the giraffes currently living in the urban area of ??Nanjing are the offspring of individuals who escaped from the zoo in the early years.

    Thanks to climate change, those giraffes are doing quite well.

    Red deer are more sensitive to the surrounding environment than humans. As long as they are still foraging leisurely, Pinellia will not worry about predators around them.

    The buck noticed a strange creature across the road, but it didn't care. Its big black eyes turned to this side, and then turned its head to look for food.

    Judging by its size, that thing is unlikely to threaten his safety.

    After eating the dry food, the girl patted her buttocks and got up. She ignored the red deer and the red deer ignored her. Ban Xia rode on her bicycle and went to Xuanwu Bay.

    The frame of the broken mountain bike made a "creaking" sound, and Banxia rode recklessly in the middle of the road, with her arms outstretched, speeding like the wind.

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    Xuanwu Bay is the largest source of food for pinellia.

    The teacher once said that if you only see the dangerous side of nature, you will definitely not be able to survive in this world. Don’t forget that human beings are also one of the children of nature. Since ancient times, human beings have relied on the gifts of nature to survive until now.  They are dangerous, but at the same time provide you with endless resources.

    ?Nature never favors anyone.

    ? Every time I come to Xuanwu Bay, Pinellia can always return with a full load, and the fish I catch can't be stuffed.

    To get from the main road to the sea, you need to pass through a city wall, and Nanjing has a lot of city walls.

    After passing the city wall, you will arrive at the seaside. You can see the sparkling and boundless, scattered high-rise buildings standing in the blue sea water in the distance. They have not been completely submerged, half of them are underwater and half of them are above the water, like  It is a concrete pillar growing from the seabed.

    The most eye-catching thing is the Zifeng Building. It has not yet collapsed, and it stands far upright in the sea. In the past, it could only be taken by boat.

    If you stand on a high place and can see the bottom of the sea through the clear water, there is also a world there, which is the other half of Nanjing City.

    The rising sea water flooded the remaining sidewalks and flower beds, which have now turned into tidal flats, where crabs and lugworms can be caught in Pinellia.

    The tide surged up one after another with white foam, and Banxia quickly took off the shoes, held them in his hands, and stepped on them bouncingly.

    "Wow - it's so comfortable -!"

    The girl shouted in the salty sea breeze.

    She decided that no matter where the person she contacted last night was, she must let him move here, and move to Unit 2, Building 11, Qinyuan, Zhongqinyuan, Meihua Villa. Where in this world is there a more suitable place to live than Pinellia's nest?  ?  There are mountains and water, and you can go to the beach to catch fish!  It is simply a treasure of geomantic omen!

    Be sure to let him move here, no matter how many people there are, they can move here!

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    (The author's gossip: I recommend a book "The Sword of 8.05" here.

    We can't just be breastfed, we have to breastfeed.

    Another: Big Eyeball and I are old acquaintances, and his poisonous grandmother will not kill his own people, so students, don't worry.  ?

 Volume 1 We Live in Nanjing Chapter 9 The City of Two Moons

    Pinellia pacing along the coast of Xuanwu Bay, find delicious food and put it in the bag. The intertidal zone on the slope of the bank is often full of oysters, sea rainbows and barnacles. There are too many to eat, and there are everywhere  Sea cockroaches ran away when they saw someone approaching, and seagulls, they hovered in the sky, and occasionally came down to follow Ban Xia, picking up things she didn't want to eat.

    What is the most important thing to survive alone in this empty world?

    What you eat is the most important thing.

    It is a pity that it is difficult to preserve food for a long time in summer. Pinellia can’t find a refrigerator that can be used, and there is no sufficient and unlimited electricity, so most of the food can only be smoked or pickled, with salt or sugar.  Pack the small fish caught by the sea back and use it to make fish sauce.

    Using discarded mosquito nets as ground cages can catch a large number of small fish and shrimps. Most of these small fish are not as long as fingers. Pinellia adds a lot of salt to the small fish and shrimps that cannot be cooked alone, and then seals them in plastic barrels for fermentation.  The carcasses of fish and shrimp decompose in an anaerobic environment, and finally a brown liquid is precipitated, which is fish sauce.

    The teacher said that it is the corpse water of fish and shrimp.

    The corpse water tastes salty and fresh, and can replace soy sauce.

    In this world, smart people will never lack food.

    On the shoal near the shore, Pinellia can often catch flounder. The bait is to use the clamworms caught, and the fishing tackle is hidden in a sheltered place by the sea.  The second person will come here. If Pinellia doesn't come to pick it up, then the fishing rod can be left for tens of millions of years, and the carbon fiber and plastic will be naturally decomposed.

    In an empty world, if there is no interference from animals, only time can erase the traces of Pinellia's activities. Sometimes Pinellia puts a plastic bottle filled with water in the middle of the road. After a month, look at the plastic bottle.  The bottle was still standing there.

    Two months later, it is still standing there.

    Looking at it five months later, it's still there.

    It's so lonely.

    It would be fine if it moved a centimeter.

    The sun is slanting westward, the black moon has already appeared on the horizon, and the white moon has not yet appeared. Ban Xia should go back. She estimated the time very accurately. It will be dark in about an hour, and she just arrived home before dark  .

    The teacher's doomsday survival rules, the fourth rule, when the double moon rises, you must never go out!

    The world is beautiful during the day, but dangerous at night.

    I don’t know how many times, the teacher reminded me to never go out at night. From 7:00 pm to 6:00 am the next day, the only thing Pinellia can do is to stay in her fortress, close the curtains, and sleep with eyes closed.  Building No. 11, Zhongqinyuan, Meihua Villa, looks like an old community building, but it has been transformed into a safe fortress by the teacher. She has surrounded the unit building with a high-voltage power grid.

    "If your heart wants to fly, it's hard to stay, so you don't have to chase it. If your dream is to be broken, let me sleep more" The girl hummed and rode a bicycle, wearing an orange-red sunset through the city wall. "The mountains and rivers are boundless, the world  At the end of the day, the colorful clouds will return, this lifetime of running around is very tiring.”

    "We have to learn to face it at a young age. Some things really make us ashamed."

    The frame of the bicycle creaked rhythmically, like the accompaniment of the singing, Ban Xia raised the volume and sang happily.

    "You should learn to be fearless at a young age—!"

    She has always been a very happy person.

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    When Banxia pushed her bicycle into the main gate of the complex, the silver jade plate had just revealed half of her face from the dark buildings in the distance, and the white moon had just risen, so the time was just right.

    Today she returned with a full load, and on the way back, she picked a large handful of kale, which can be eaten all over the streets in Nanjing.

    She parked her bicycle in the canopy of the community, then carried a heavy bag through the power grid and entered the unit building.

    "I come back——"

    Ban Xia suddenly stopped talking, and looked back vigilantly, under the moonlight, there were dark shadows in the buildings of the community.

    Just at that moment, the girl's scalp suddenly went numb, something was staring at her, its sight was like a python before predating, cold, bloody and dangerous, that feeling made her goosebumps crawl all the way from her feet to her head.  Ban Xia stood still, quietly holding the pistol in the holster with one hand, and then stared at the residential buildings and grass on the opposite side. In the darkness where the moon could not shine, something was about to move.

    what is that?

    The girl held her breath and concentrated on listening.

    She slowly pulled the pistol out of the holster and opened the safety.

    She didn't know where the other party was, but Ban Xia was sure that the thing was staring at her, and her eyes never moved away.?With her intuition developed over the years, she is extremely sensitive to the eyes behind her, especially the eyes of predators.

    Time passed by, Banxia's limbs gradually tensed, and she quickly planned the countermeasures in her mind. Although the power grid was separated, the power grid would only be powered on after she returned to the house, so at this moment the power grid could not be activated.  In order to protect her, she didn't spare the bullets when her life was threatened. Just as the girl was considering whether to shoot at the other side to frighten the thing, the eyes covering her quietly moved away.

    Ban Xia breathed a sigh of relief, squeezed the clothes on her body, only to realize that she was covered in cold sweat in just two minutes.

    She went upstairs with the bag, poured all the fish she caught into a large plastic basin, cleaned it with scissors, and then poured it into a large amount of salt to marinate.

    Do all this well, and it will be nine o'clock in the evening.

    Pinellia, who smelled of fish and sweat, had to take a bath first. After an afternoon of wind blowing by the sea, her whole body was sticky. She threw all the dirty clothes on the sofa, and then drilled  After flushing in the bathroom, the shower has long been useless. It is a great torture for girls not to be able to take a bath comfortably, so she and the teacher once worked hard to install a water tank and water pump on the roof of the building, but in the end it didn’t work.  become.

    Today Pinellia wants to use hot water and can only burn it now, using a briquette stove, and pour it into a thermos after boiling.

    After a quick shower, the girl put on her clothes, wiped her wet hair and sat in the room. She hurriedly finished these trivial matters, and didn't even have time for dinner, because she wanted to contact the person from last night as soon as possible.

    "Mom and Dad, wait for my good news!"

    I simply hugged my parents-the parents still feel so hard to the touch.

    The black I725 radio station is placed on the table. This thing is very old. It is older than myself, even older than the teacher. I don’t know how long it can last. I can hear it when I move the radio station.  There is a sound of clanging metal inside, maybe some parts have fallen off.

    But Banxia didn't dare to take it apart, she didn't know how to repair this thing, and she was afraid that it wouldn't work well after taking it apart.

    The girl sat on a chair with her knees hugged, her thick black hair hung loose, she stretched out her fair hand, and pressed the power button with a soft "click".

    The radio is powered on, and the light yellow LCD screen lights up.

    14.255MHZ.

    Press the SSB button again to enter the single sideband mode.

    Press the TUNER button to turn on the tuner.

    Ban Xia methodically operated step by step, she wanted to restore everything to the state of last night.

    Put on the earphones and plug in the hand microphone.

    The hand was shaking a little, and the plug of the hand microphone failed to go in after several times.

    The more we got here, the more nervous Ban Xia became.

    She may contact other survivors in this world again, or miss them. As the only two fish in the sea, if she misses this, she will never see her again in this life.

    "Teacher bless."

    Ban Xia held the pendant on her chest, it was a coin left to her by the teacher.

    Put on the earphones again and hold the hand microphone.

    There was a whistling electrical noise coming from the earphones.

    "This is No. 66, Muxuyuan Street, Qinhuai District, Nanjing. I am Pinellia. Can anyone hear me? Please answer."

    Make a call and wait for five minutes.

    Make a call and wait another five minutes.

    ? Call again and wait another five minutes.

    "This is No. 66, Muxuyuan Street, Qinhuai District, Nanjing City. I am Banxia. Can anyone hear me? Please answer Is there anyone? Please answer."

    I don't know how long this has been repeated, and Banxia doesn't remember how many times she called, maybe fifty times, maybe a hundred times, maybe a thousand times, until she heard the voice again in the earphone:

    "CQ! CQ! CQ! This is BG4MXH, Bravo-Golf-Four-Mike-Xray-Hotel, g d waiting for a call!"

    Tears poured out uncontrollably all of a sudden.

 Volume 1 We Live in Nanjing Chapter 10 See You Tomorrow

    When I contacted other survivors last night, Ban Xia was shocked, not even joyful. The voice of that person on the channel shook her worldview formed over the years.

    Although the teacher told me not to give up contact with the outside world, Pinellia actually did not have any hope. Is there really a second person in this world?

    When Ban Xia walked through this vibrant world of ruins alone, she didn't believe it.

    After being cut off last night, the girl even wondered if she had hallucinations. In fact, she had never received signals from other people.  A person, the radio station is turned off, there is no evidence to prove that person really exists.

    But when I contacted him again tonight, Banxia felt as if she had been hit hard on the head by a heavy hammer called surprise, which made her dizzy and lost her ability to speak in the next ten seconds.  I couldn't say a word, only teardrops fell down.

    "CQ! CQ! CQ! This is BG4MXH! QSL?"

    "I am! I am"

    Ban Xia was worried about scaring the other party away again, so she replied cautiously this time.

    "Uh this is BG4MXH, QTH Qinhuai District, Nanjing City, copying your signal, your signal is 59+, OVER."

    She still couldn't understand the other party's reply.

    Ban Xia hesitated while pinching her hands, wanted to open her mouth a few times and then closed it again.

    She had never expected the current situation. Although she contacted other people, she didn't understand what the other person was talking about.

    What is BG4MXH?

    What is QTH?

    What is 59?

    "This friend? Can you hear me? QSL?"

    Seeing that she had remained silent, the other party asked again.

    "Copy copy your signal! Your signal is 59+! OVER!"

    Pinellia is in a hurry to be wise, and draws a ladle according to the gourd.

    "Received, this is BG4MXH, thank you for giving me the signal report of 59, what is your call sign?"

    "Hoowhat's your call sign?"

    "Your call sign, if you pass the amateur radio operator's license exam, they will assign you a call sign. For example, my call sign is BG4MXH. It is against the regulations to conduct radio communication without a call sign. This friend, you  Should there be a call sign? OVER."

    "Yes, yes, yes, yes!" Ban Xia hurriedly replied, "My call sign is BG4MSR."

    Make up one on the spot.

    "Received, BG4MSR."

    This conversation unfolded in a strange way.

    Ban Xia was sitting on a chair, holding a microphone in her hands, wearing earphones, staring blankly at the radio station on the table, forgetting to cry.

    The last remaining humans in the world contacted each other for the first time, and the first topic they talked about was call signs.

    "BG4MSR, this is BG4MXH, is there any trouble on your side? OVER."

    "Trouble?" Ban Xia replied, "No trouble, OVER."

    "It's fine."

    The other party was obviously relieved.

    "BG4MXH, this is BG4MSR, what's your name, please? Where do you live now? How many people are there?" Ban Xia learned quickly, and used a call sign made up, "Do you lack  Food, fuel and medicine? OVER."

    "Uh BG4MSR, this is BG4MXH, I am in Qinhuai District, Nanjing City, how many people are there on my side There are three people on my side, my parents and I, I am not short of food, fuel and medicine, OVER."

    ? Qinhuai District, Nanjing!

    Ban Xia almost jumped out of the chair, as if there were springs on her buttocks.

    So many years, so many years!  They actually live in Qinhuai District!  It's so close!  Why haven't I seen it for so many years!

    "When can we meet?"

    Ban Xia asked subconsciously.

    This confused the other party, is it eyeballs?

    Isn't this progress too fast?  How many months does it take to talk about online dating?

    "Is it me looking for you or are you looking for me?" Ban Xia then asked, "Is the situation on your side safe? How long will it take to prepare? Do you have enough dry food? Do you have weapons and ammunition in hand? You can plan your route."  Do you need to cross the river?"

    The girl asked a lot of questions in one breath.

    The other party was silent for a long time before saying:

    "BG4MSR, this is BG4MXH, our company fears, OVER."

    "You choose a place to meet!" Ban Xia obviously ignored his response, and said to himself, "Choose a time to meet!I am also in Qinhuai District, Nanjing!  I'm here on Clover Park Avenue!  Pick a place we're all close to, the sooner the better!  "

    "Then the intersection from Clover Garden Street to Zhongshanmen Street?"

    By some coincidence, the other party actually agreed.

    Maybe he didn't know what he was thinking, but he was infected by this girl's excitement and excitement.

    "time!"

    "Uh six o'clock tomorrow afternoon?"

    "good!"

    "BG4MSR, this is BG4MXH, please give me your contact information? Mobile phone number, WeChat ID, QQ number, etc., convenient to contact when the time comes? OVER."

    Phone number?

    We chat number?

    QQ number?

    What are they all about?

    Ban Xia couldn't figure it out, what contact information do I need?  Didn't you see it when you got there?

    "You don't have a mobile phone number and WeChat ID?"

    "No."

    The other party fell into a long silence.

    He actually met a Flintstones on the channel.

    In these years, there are still people who don’t have mobile phones, WeChat, or QQ?

    "BG4MSR, BG4MSRthen tell me what clothes you will wear tomorrow, and what striking features you have, so I can find you then, OVER."

    There is no contact information, so I can only choose a compromise method.

    "Okay, BG4MXH, I will wear a pair of blue jeans, a white shirt, a ponytail, a black bag, oh yes, and a mountain bike."

    "BG4MSR, this is BG4MXH, I made a note, see you tomorrow, OVER."

    "See you tomorrow! Be careful! OVER!"

    "73."

    "7 what does 73 mean?"

    "73 means best wishes for you."

    "Good! 73! Best wishes for you!"

    After finishing the call, Ban Xia put down the microphone, took off the earphones, leaned back on the seat, looked at the ceiling and took a deep breath.

    It's really like a dream.

    She pinched her cheek hard, it hurt, it was not a dream.

    Pinellia stood up, lifted the curtains in front of him, held the table with both hands, and shouted at the night sky outside, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!  ! Thank you eight generations of ancestors——!"

    The girl's voice was heard far away in the silent darkness of the night.

    Then she turned around and ran out of the room. She didn't even have time to put on her shoes, and ran all the way down the stairs barefoot, stepping into the flower garden next to the unit building.

    There is a small soil slope there, a small flower is planted on the soil slope, and a small shovel is stuck in the mud in front of the slope.

    Banxia panted and knelt down in front of the soil slope, her face was covered with sweat and her hair was disheveled. She raised her head with a smile and spat out the strands of hair in her mouth: "Teacher, teacher! I have good news for you! I finally found someone else  la!

 Volume 1 We Live in Nanjing Chapter 11 Marriage for Thousands of Miles

    The next day, Ban Xia got up early, humming a song to pack things, and bouncing around the house.

    She is in a good mood.

    For breakfast, eat cabbage and lotus seed porridge with purslane cold smoked venison shreds. The salted smoked venison tastes a bit hard, so you have to tear it into thin shreds, and it tastes delicious when paired with lotus seed and wild vegetable porridge.

    Going out today!  Going to complete a historic meeting!  After the destruction of human civilization, the last survivors meet again for the first time.

    If human beings can continue in the future, then today will be a day that will be recorded in history—September 8th, the date when human civilization re-starts. If there is still religion in the future world, then today is the seventh day of Genesis in the Bible.  Day is the time when Moses led the people to part the Red Sea in Exodus. In the "New Bible" hundreds of years later, it will be recorded like this: As soon as Pinellia turned on the radio, Maxwell used electromagnetic waves to let the survivors know overnight.  Wake up, human beings are reborn.

    "You, who fell from the sky, fell on my horse."

    Ban Xia hummed a song, carrying a bag in her hand, and all the equipment that needs to be carried with her was spread out on the floor one by one, filling the living room.

    She counted them one by one.

    There are lighters and igniters. The igniter is a magnesium bar and half a saw blade. When igniting, use the saw blade to scrape the metal magnesium on the dry grass or paper to ignite the fire. This kind of igniter has a simple structure and is not afraid of water.  .

    "The jade-like appearance, the clear water-like gaze, and a slight smile make my heart burn."

    This time, Pinellia put twice as much dry food in the backpack, and each piece of dry food was wrapped in plastic cloth. If the number of people here increases in the future, the food pressure will also increase.

    Fortunately, there is never a shortage of food in Nanjing.

    "You who never look back, spread your wings!"

    "Looking for the direction, the direction is ahead."

    The girl hummed a song and went downstairs step by step, and opened the door of 703 downstairs.

    The house was empty, all the furniture had been removed, and with the "creak" sound of Banxia opening the door, a small furry pointed face poked out from the bedroom.

    "Good morning, Uncle Huang." Pinellia greeted it, "Didn't disturb your sleep?"

    Uncle Huang was obviously used to her. He curled up at the door of the bedroom, scratched it with his front feet, narrowed his eyes and yawned.

    This weasel has lived here for many years. When Banxia had an impression of it, Uncle Huang was a resident here. It lived in 703. Later, 703 was requisitioned by Banxia and the teacher as a power distribution room  Chased away, but often brought food to it, this weasel lived quite comfortably in his later years.

    Ban Xia closed the door behind her back, stepped into the living room, and carefully avoided the white PVC pipes on the floor. All the sundries in this household have been cleared out, only a huge metal shelf and a rusty silver  The cabinets stand against the wall, and the shelves hold an entire wall of car batteries.

    There are forty in total.

    Forty car batteries, densely packed black cables are connected from the batteries, and then shunted into dozens of white PVC pipes, and go out through the French windows of the living room, which looks spectacular.

    Back then, the teacher took her and searched all the car batteries that could be used here. Since then, all their electricity has been relying on these forty car batteries. The voltage of one battery is 12 volts, and forty batteries are connected in series.  , is a 500-volt high-voltage power supply. This huge battery pack is connected to the silver cabinet next to the shelf. The cabinet is an EPS. The full name is Emergency Power Supply System. The teacher found it from the nearby Nanjing Agricultural University School Hospital.  , it is essentially a frequency converter that can invert 500 volts to 220 volts.

    The EPS is then routed into the stairwell, and the 220-volt alternating current goes up the stairs and enters the 804 upstairs to supply power for Pinellia's daily life.

    A total of three sets of wires are connected to the battery pack, two sets of output and one set of input.

    Except for one set of EPS output lines, the other set of output lines does not pass through the EPS cabinet, but goes out directly from the floor-to-ceiling windows, falls along the outer wall, and connects to the high-voltage power grid.

    The high-voltage power grid is actually a fence, about the height of a person. It uses insulating wood as a support, and erects a thick wooden stick every two or three meters.  circle it.

    The metal wire is the bare outdoor telephone wire with the skin peeled off. It is a twisted pair of three copper wires and four steel wires. The steel wire ensures strength and the copper wire ensures conductivity. It is an excellent material for power grids.

    There are six wires on the wooden support from top to bottom, and the distance between every two wires is ten centimeters. They are insulated from each other and do not touch each other. Among them, one, three, five are connected to the positive pole, and two, four, and six are connected to the negative pole—  —Normally there is a clear distinction between them.Very indifferently, "Is she also from Nanjing?"

    Bai Yang nodded.

    "That's good, you can go there. Toads often meet offline, and you can exchange technology." The old man remained calm, "Do you know how your mother and I met?"

    "How do we know each other?" Bai Yang was taken aback, and thought to himself, could it be that the marriage is boundless for thousands of miles?  Met on the radio?

    "Acquaintance on a blind date."

    Poplar: 

    "I mean, you don't have to be like me." The old man explained, "I was in the army back then, and I had no conditions, no choice but to go on a blind date. If I didn't have no choice but to go on a blind date, I could  Like your mother"

    "What's wrong with me?" My mother poked her head out of the bedroom, and the temperature in the room dropped five degrees.

    " Marry a perfect and excellent woman like your mother?" Dad said.

    The mother snorted coldly, then retracted again.

    Both grandpas breathed a sigh of relief.

    "Yang!" my mother shouted in the bedroom, "I have no objection to whom you meet, if you want to go there, you can go there, but you have to finish all the math papers handed out to me today! Teacher Liu emphasized in the group  Alright, I'll comment on it tomorrow!"

    Bai Yang sighed, before six o'clock this afternoon, he still had a sea of ??books that could crush people to death to cross.

    Is there anything more difficult than this in the world?

 Volume 1 We Live in Nanjing Chapter 12 Today is September 8

    At four o'clock this afternoon, Pinellia went out early.

    Carrying a bag and pushing a bicycle, she leisurely stepped out of the gate of the community and walked in the knee-high grass.

    The girl was upset.

    It's really strange, when she just went downstairs, she was still excited and excited, but as she approached the intersection of Zhongshanmen Street step by step, and as time approached six o'clock every minute and every second, Banxia's heart beat faster and faster.  Faster and faster, my heart is getting more and more nervous.

    Will they come?  How many people will come?

    one?  two?  three?

    What do they look like?  Is it like Wu Yanzu Peng Yuyan or Tom Cruise?

    Are you good at dealing with me?

    How should I greet you when we meet later?

    While pushing the cart, Banxia imagined that there was someone in front of her. She waved her hand to the air, simulating what might happen later:

    "Hello, hello! I'm Pinellia! I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

    No, the girl frowned, not solemn enough.

    How about clasping fists then?

    "Brothers, in the second half of summer, I have been waiting for a long time."

    Not right, Ban Xia shook her head and didn't speak human words.

    The tattered mountain bike rattled, and Banxia walked alone in the middle of the road. The hardened asphalt road was easier to walk on than the sidewalk, and the sidewalk had long been covered with weeds.  snake.

    She kicked away the dry and cracked cow dung on the road, and the cow dung broke into small balls and rolled into the grass on the side of the road.

    It takes only ten minutes to walk from the gate of Meihuashanzhuang to the intersection of Zhongshanmen Street. On both sides of the wide road of Zhongshanmen Street, there are sycamore trees as thick as an adult hugging them. No one has taken care of them for so many years. The accumulated leaves on the road are almost  It was as deep as the knee, and when one stepped on it, the bottom was covered with black mud made of rotten leaves of sycamore trees.

    Ban Xia pushed the bicycle across the road, and then stood on the opposite side of the intersection.

    This is a location with an excellent view. Looking to the left is the direction of Zijinshan Peninsula, looking to the right is the direction of Xuanwu Bay, and directly opposite is the deserted Clover Garden Street.

    He took out his pocket watch from his backpack and glanced at the time, it was twenty past four.

    There is one hour and forty minutes until six o'clock.

    The girl took a deep breath, the air was filled with the smell of fallen leaves and soil, she looked down at her feet, and then looked up at the luxuriant sycamores, the yellow sun penetrated through the layers of sycamore leaves, falling on the pinellia  shoulders.

    She hummed softly.

    In the distance, there was a sika deer crossing the road with its cubs. It noticed that someone appeared in its field of vision. The thin white shadow stood on the side of the road, under the highway viaduct, with a tall and straight figure and a slender neck, like a  The egret, but it didn't know why she was there for a long time without moving.

    When the wind blew, the leaves on the canopy rustled, and the fine spots on the girl's body were like ripples.

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    The quadratic function is really the enemy of life.

    When Bai Yang finished the last quadratic function question on the mock test paper, it was already 5:50 pm.

    ?Looking at the time, Bai Yangxin said it was bad, it was going to be too late, "Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation" misunderstood me!  He grabbed the mobile phone on the table and rushed out of the room, hurriedly going to the entrance to change his shoes.

    "Yang, are you done with the paper?" Mom asked in the room.

    "It's done! I'm going out. It's almost six o'clock. It's too late!" Bai Yang yelled as he pulled up his sneakers and stamped his feet, "I won't go home for dinner tonight!"

    He had to treat the other party to a meal no matter what he wanted, and he couldn't let the girl go for nothing.

    "Come back soon—!"

    "knew!"

    Bai Yang hurried out, and ran downstairs.

    ?Running from the gate of Meihuashanzhuang Community to the intersection of Zhongshanmen Street, occasionally passers-by looked sideways, and this sweaty young man ran like his butt was on fire.

    Bai Yang gasped for breath while holding on to the traffic light pole at the intersection, then raised his head and looked around.

    Pedestrians come and go on Zhongshanmen Street, especially at intersections with viaducts, all kinds of people, men, women, old and young, walking on two legs, riding bicycles, riding electric cars, driving old man music, come from all directions  Going in all directions, there is a large group of people crowded on the side of the zebra crossing waiting for the traffic lights, a large noisy and messy area.

    Bai Yang stood on the sidewalk, took out his phone and checked the time, it was exactly six o'clock, luckily he was not late.

    At six o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was already dark, and the cars on the road were allWith the headlights on, Bai Yang stretched his neck and tried to look around. He was looking for that girl, that girl with ponytails wearing a white shirt, blue jeans, carrying a black backpack, and pushing a mountain bike.

    There are many girls in white shirts.

    There are also many girls in blue jeans.

    There are also girls with black backpacks.

    The older sister who pushes the bicycle also exists.

    But fusing them into one aspen can't be found.

    Could it be that it hasn't arrived yet?

    Bai Yang pondered for a while.

    Then just stand here and wait for her.

    The red light turned green, and the crowds on both sides of the road who were waiting for the traffic light moved at the same time, crossing the road in a staggered manner, passing Bai Yang one by one.

    Half a minute later the green light turned red, and a minute later the red light turned green again. The crowd gathered on both sides of the road, only Bai Yang stood motionless, nailed in place like a nail, and the flow of people separated left and right in front of him.  Bai Yang stood under the traffic light, looking over the crowd one by one, but couldn't find anyone who met the requirements.

    He regretted that he didn't leave a contact information. He would just call or say something in WeChat when he arrived. What's the point of waiting like this, but then he thought that the girl didn't even have a mobile phone number, which was outrageous.

    "Sister, where are you?"

    Bai Yang sighed, and glanced at his phone again, it was half past six.

    Could it be that there is a traffic jam during rush hour?

    That is also possible.

    But don't you know how to take the subway?

    If she took the subway, she might come from the direction of the Clover Garden subway station.

    Bai Yang looked in the direction of the subway station, and saw the city and streets under the night were brightly lit, and the cars were constantly flowing. Half of the people in this city were going home and half were going out. He hoped that a young girl would appear next to him  In view of the man with a black backpack, a white shirt and blue jeans, pushing a bicycle.

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    The night is getting darker.

    Ban Xia glanced at her pocket watch, it was already 7:30 in the evening, she waited here for three hours, until the two moons had risen.

    But until now, no second person has appeared.

    The teacher told her not to go out at night. Today is the first time Banxia violated the teacher's rules. In order to contact other survivors, she can't care so much.

    But the other party missed the appointment.

    why is that?

    Did you run into any danger?

    Ban Xia was very worried. She worried that the other party had encountered an accident on the way to the appointment, but she dared not leave here, fearing that she would miss the other party after leaving.

    The bicycle leaned against the trunk of the plane tree, the night was dark, but the moonlight was bright, and there was something howling in the distance. The girl was tired from standing, so she slowly squatted down with her bow and arrow, and squatted under the thick pillars of the viaduct.

    She had never stayed outside so late before, and at this moment she was a little apprehensive, Ban Xia stared at the moonlit road from a distance.

    "Why don't you come to see me"

    On this day, at the intersection of Zhongshanmen Street and Muxuyuan Street, Ban Xia finally didn't wait for the person who was supposed to go to the appointment.

    That little shadow squatted in the dark night, her fingers gently tapping the floor tiles second by second, and time passed in the entire universe and her heart.

    This is Qinhuai District, Nanjing City.

    Today is September 8, 2040.

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    "Hello? Mom? Okay, okay, I'll be home right away, I know it's half past eight, I know"

    "People? No, nothing, she didn't come at all, let me go."

    "I foolishly waited at the intersection for two and a half hours alone meal? No meal, nothing."

    "Is there any dinner at home? Okay, I'll go home right away, I'll go home right away."

    Bai Yang hung up the phone.

    Leaning on the street lamp and scratching his head.

    If He Leqin, Yan Zhihan and the others knew about this, they would laugh to death.

    What is it called to be called out to wait on the main road for two and a half hours, and then released as a pigeon.

    "Bai Yang, Bai Yang, you are so stupid."

    Bai Yang poked the lamppost vigorously.

    "Go home! Go home now! You have to go to school tomorrow!"

    He stomped on the pavement tiles as if venting his anger.

    On this day, Bai Yang didn't find the person he was waiting for at the intersection of Clover Garden Street and Zhongshanmen Street.

    He returned along the way he came, his back gradually disappearing into the lights of the city.

    This is Qinhuai District, Nanjing City.

    Today is September 8, 2019.nbsp; He stomped hard on the pavement tiles as if venting his anger.

    On this day, Bai Yang didn't find the person he was waiting for at the intersection of Clover Garden Street and Zhongshanmen Street.

    He returned along the way he came, his back gradually disappearing into the lights of the city.

    This is Qinhuai District, Nanjing City.

    Today is September 8, 2019.

 Volume 2 Smiles Through Time and Space Chapter 1 I Come From Two Holes and Four Holes

    The next day was Monday. After arriving at school early in the morning, there was an exam. One after another, after the math and English exams, entering the third year of high school was like falling into purgatory, especially He Dashao. He quoted old Mr. Ji Xianlin  Expressed strong dissatisfaction with the famous saying: test all day, either you test, or I test, test what the hell!

    that is!  ＊＊＊I said that you can whisper to each other in the exam, but I don’t know how to write it. I’ll copy it again, and I can get some experience!

    Bai Yang and Yan Zhihan beside him applauded.

    Then Xiao Baiyang, you copy the paper for me?  He Leqin asked.

    roll.

    For the next period of time, Bai Yang was obsessed with his studies all day long, and when he returned home at night, there were piles of English reading and math papers. The IC725 shortwave radio station was kept there and could not be touched.  The radio station was forgotten.

    He didn't say anything about being let the pigeons hang on the road for two and a half hours.  The road test, time goes by day by day, and it will soon be forgotten.

    There is only one lesson left in his mind: the Internetah no, everything on the radio is virtual, he can't grasp it.

    Until more than half a month later, my father said that there was a fox hunting competition in the local area. The venue of the competition was set in Zijin Mountain, and the time was during the National Day holiday. He asked him if he wanted to watch it.

    The so-called fox hunting competition is a radio direction finding competition.

    Radio direction finding is an important member of the amateur radio movement. To put it bluntly, it is a treasure hunt game. The organizers of the competition hide several radio stations in different places in the mountains and forests in advance. These stations will continuously send out signals——  "I am Fox No. 1! I am Fox No. 1!" "I am Fox No. 2! I am Fox No. 2!", and what the participating HAM has to do is to receive the signal with the radio station in hand and determine the Fox station.  location, find them all.

    In the process of finding the fox, HAM needs to use the Yagi antenna.

    The Yagi antenna is a very directional antenna. The simplest Yagi antenna is three horizontal and one vertical, and a Feng-shaped. If this thing is slightly deviated, the signal cannot be received, so it can be used to detect the source direction of the signal.

    The HAM with the Yagi antenna in hand is a human-flesh scanning radar. Use the Yagi antenna to turn and turn, turn and turn, whichever direction the signal is strongest, then the fox station will be in that direction, just like the Xunlong ruler.

    Sounds interesting, right?

    Dad said that this is a gathering of old toads. Compared with the game, it is actually more interesting to drink and hang out after the game.

    The old man's words pulled Bai Yang out of the sea of ??books and brought him back to the HAM circle, and he was ready to move again.

    Today is Friday, and tomorrow is the last Saturday before National Day.

    So, on a dark and windy night, Bai Yang sat at the table, drew the curtains, connected the power, turned on the radio, put on the earphones, and wanted to adjust the frequency, but hesitated for a few seconds, and did not adjust the frequency again.  Finally a call was placed on the 14.255MHZ channel.

    From the perspective of God, the author and readers can now know that if the electromagnetic wave emitted by Hertz in Karlsruhe, Germany 130 years ago changed the world for the first time.

    So on September 27, 2019, the electromagnetic waves emitted by the ancient IC725 in Unit 2, Building 11, Zhongqinyuan, Meihua Villa, Qinhuai District, Nanjing changed the world for the second time.

    Bai Yang contacted that strange radio station again.

    BG4MSR.

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    "2040?"

    When Bai Yang heard about this year, his first reaction was that his mind went crazy.

    Either she is out of her mind, or she is out of her mind, anyway, one of them must be out of her mind.

    "BG4MSR, this is BG4MXH, what did you just say? Could you please repeat? How much is 20? How much is two holes? OVER."

    Let go of the microphone.

    The other party replied quickly.

    "BG4MXH, I'm BG4MSR, repeat, two holes and four holes! Today is September 27, 2040! OVER."

    Bai Yang sat on the chair, took out his mobile phone, glanced at the date and time, and then tilted his head to look at the colorful SQL cards pasted on the bookshelf. He pondered for a long time in his heart.  There is no need to come up with such a nonsense reason to perfuse me, right?  You can say that bicycles are stuck in traffic, subways are delayed due to heavy rain, WeChat payment encounters counterfeit money, and it sounds more convincing than saying that it is 2040, right?

    For a moment, Bai Yang didn't know how to reply.

    He is todayIn the evening, he contacted BG4MSR again. In line with the principle of a family in the world, he didn't want to hold the other party accountable for letting him release pigeons. After such a long time, Bai Yang's anger had long since disappeared, and he didn't even bother to ask for an apology, but he  Surprisingly—this girl actually asked herself why she didn't show up for the appointment that day?

    This is simply the greatest joke in the world.

    Who exactly did not show up for the appointment?

    God is so pitiful, I stood at the intersection from six o'clock until half past eight o'clock, and I didn't even eat dinner!

    A thief shouts "stop thief", but bites back, right?

    So the two sides started arguing, and both sides insisted that they waited late at the intersection that day, but they didn't see anyone there.

    Bai Yang: I guarantee with my personality, I definitely waited at the intersection until 8:30, but I didn't see a person in a white shirt with a black backpack pushing a bicycle at all.

    Ban Xia: I also use my personality to guarantee that I definitely waited at the intersection for a whole night until dawn, but I didn't see anyone coming to the appointment at all.

    Bai Yang: Then what's going on?  One of us must be lying.

    Ban Xia: I am not lying.

    Bai Yang: Are you really the costume you said?

    Pinellia: Of course.

    Bai Yang: Then I can confirm that I didn't see you at six o'clock, you didn't get the wrong location, right?  The intersection from Clover Garden Street to Zhongshanmen Street.

    Ban Xia: I'm under the viaduct.

    Bai Yang: Yes, under the viaduct What's going on here?  The location is right, you won't oversleep, will you?  For example, if you sleep for two days, you actually go the next day.

    Ban Xia: You just overslept!  My schedule has always been very regular, and I have confirmed the date before going out, September 8th!  Instead, you, you did not mistake the date, did you?

    Bai Yang: No, that day is indeed Sunday, September 8th.

    Pinellia: September 8, 2040?

    Poplar: September 8, 2019.

    Pinellia: What?

    Bai Yang: What?

    This girl must be out of her mind.

    Isn't there any normal person who plays shortwave radio these days?

    Bai Yang doesn't want to communicate any more, he has to go to class tomorrow, he can't afford to talk here all night, the weekend of the National Day holiday is rescheduled, and he has to have two days of class.

    "BG4MSR, this is BG4MXH, let's stop here tonight, I should take a shower, OVER."

    "BG4MXH, this is BG4MSR, you said you are in 2019, how do you prove what you said? How do you prove your identity? OVER."

    Bai Yang laughed, shouldn't he ask this question himself?

    "BG4MSR, this is BG4MXH. I should be the one asking you this question. How do you prove your identity? How do you prove that you are in 2040? Why don't you tell me the winning number of the next Shuangseqiu? That's right.  I just trust you, OVER."

    "BG4MXH, what is a two-color ball? OVER."

    "BG4MSR, if you don't know Shuangseqiu, you can also tell me the answer of next year's college entrance examination, OVER."

    Bai Yang was talking nonsense, aren't you from twenty years later?  Then please prove this point, if you have the ability, tell me the winning number of the lottery, or the answer to the college entrance examination next year.

    At the same time, he was thinking wildly, if what the other party said was true, it would be terrible. The future of his world was the past for her, so if she could tell herself all the things that would happen in the future, how could she  Can't predict the future?  It is not a problem to get rich overnight, and it is not a problem to go to Tsinghua University and Peking University.

    But just think about it, even if you think with your butt, you know it's impossible.

    "BG4MXH, what is the college entrance examination? OVER."

    "BG4MSR, you don't even know about the college entrance examination? You can ask your parents or other friends, they must know, OVER."

    Bai Yang lazily said that he would like to see how long this clumsy lie on the other side will last.

    "BG4MXH, there is no one else here, OVER."

    nobody else?

    Bai Yang was taken aback, what does this mean?

    A few seconds later, the other party added:

    "In 2040, I will be the only one left in the world.?

 Volume 2 The Smile Through Time and Space Chapter 2 No Evidence

    "2019?"

    Hearing this year, Pinellia's first reaction was that his mind went crazy.

    Either he's out of his mind, or he's out of his mind, anyway, one of the two must be out of his mind.

    When is 2019?

    Ban Xia counts with her fingers, she is 19 years old this year, and she was not born in 2019. At that time, there was only one moon in the sky, right?  Xuanwu Bay is still just a lake, Zijin Mountain is still just a mountain, and this world is still bustling with people coming and going.

    It sounds like something from the last century.

    A person cannot be resurrected after death, and the same is true for a dead city. A great civilization that has been born for thousands of years is destroyed, just like a castle piled up of sand, which cannot be restored after it collapses.

    In those years, Pinellia was too young to understand the pain of the teacher. The teacher always stroked the reinforced concrete buildings with only skeletons on the side of the road and asked her, can you imagine?  In the past, we had powerful machinery, and the speed of building such a high-rise building was visible to the naked eye. She often shed tears while talking.

    Probably the people of the old age—the teacher is a person of the old age, there will always be such sighs.

    People are always reluctant to part with the old things that accompanied them growing up.

    Ban Xia thinks so.

    But Banxia is not from the old era. Although she was born at the end of the old era, she grew up in the post-apocalyptic era. For that glorious city, Banxia only has very vague memories. She is used to the corpses of human civilization.  , this 6,000-square-kilometer corpse was lying quietly on the ground, turning into pale bones over the long years.

    Nanjing is slowly sinking into the ground, and it is gradually returning to the embrace of nature. On a larger time scale, the hard land is actually soft and flowing. It covers and wraps the uninhabited Nanjing, bit by bit  If someone can speed up the flow of time ten times, then the process of the city being swallowed up can be seen with the naked eye. The teacher once said that some ancient cities were layered on top of each other, and one city was one city.  The new city is built on top of the old city.

    If you have a long knife, cut them lengthwise, and you can see this shale-like fossil of civilization.

    The earth is faithfully recording history.

    A thousand years later, Nanjing City will be completely buried, not only Nanjing City, but all cities in the world will be buried. At that time, the earth will return to the way that human beings have never been here. Animals are running and jumping in the grasslands and forests  , They will never know that there is a once glorious city sleeping a dozen meters below their feet.

    The teacher shed tears for this, probably mourning that since then until the end of the universe, no one can remember the existence of human beings.

    What kind of desolation should that be?

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    "In 2040, I will be the only one left in the world."

    These words surprised Bai Yang.

    Even if it's bullshit, it's scary enough.

    This year is 2019, and it is only 20 years before 2040. After 20 years, there will be only one person left in the world?

    Obviously, I am only eighteen years old. According to the normal average life expectancy in the 21st century, there will be no pressure for me to live twenty years later, including my parents, teachers and classmates in Brother He Dashaoyan's school.  No problem until twenty years later—what about the man?  Where has everyone gone?

    No matter how big the natural disaster is, even if there is a nuclear war, it won't take 20 years for all human beings to die, right?

    "BG4MSR, this is BG4MXH, stop joking, don't make it up, I don't blame you for not coming last timeor you did come, but we didn't meet, don't know where it came from  There is a problem, I don’t want to pursue it anymore, I should rest, I wish you a good dream tonight, 73, OVER.”

    As soon as she heard that the other party was about to end the call, the girl became anxious immediately.

    "BG4MXH! BG4MXH! This is BG4MSR, I can prove that I am in 2040! I can prove that I am in 2040! Don't go! OVER!"

    The channel was silent for a long time, and Bai Yang's voice sounded again, which made Ban Xia heave a sigh of relief.

    "BG4MSR, what did you just say? Can you prove that you are in 2040? OVER."

    "BG4MXH, yes, yes, I can prove it to you! OVER."

    "BG4MSR, how do you prove it? OVER."

    Bai Yang was also curious. Hearing what the other party said, he was not in a hurry to go to bed and rest. Could it be that he could really tell himself the lottery winning number or the answer to the college entrance examination?

    Such obvious nonsense, can the other party really give proof?

    Then Maxwell and Einstein will climb out of the coffin together angrily.

    "BG4MXH, I'm going to find proof for you!  You wait for me a moment, you must wait for me!  OVER."

    Ban Xia put down her microphone and took off her earphones, sat on a chair and looked around, her eyes swept over the desk, the bookshelves, and all the furnishings in the room.

    She got up and rummaged through the boxes in the room, scratching her head anxiously.

    What on earth can prove what she said?

    What is there to prove that she lives in 2040?

    Ban Xia finds herself helpless, every stone and every grain of dust in this world is undoubtedly in 2040, but Ban Xia cannot prove this to the people on the other side of the radio waves, she has no physical evidence in hand,  There is no witness, and the radio station does not have a camera or monitor, so it cannot transmit images, not even a photo.

    How can I make the other party believe in me?

    It would be nice to have an old newspaper from more than ten years ago, but she doesn't even have an old newspaper in her hand.

    What to do about this?

    What to do about this?  What to do what to do what to do what to do?

    Ban Xia sat back on the chair again, put on the earphones, Bai Yang on the opposite side was already talking:

    "BG4MSR, this is BG4MXH, did you find evidence? OVER."

    "BG4MXH, this is BG4MSR, II"

    Ban Xia pinched her hand and microphone for a long time, but she didn't know what to say.

    Let go of the microphone, Bai Yang's voice sounded in the earphone.

    "BG4MSR, can't find evidence, right? OVER."

    Bai Yang said in his heart, why is this so?  Why insist that you are in 2040?  For such a lie that even a three-year-old can't lie to, do you still have to look for evidence?

    This girl's way of acting and thinking is quite strange, and it's a bit scary to think about it.

    Wouldn't it be a mental problem?

    Have hysteria?

    Imagine yourself living in a future where all human beings are extinct?

    Bai Yang knows that there is a group of survivalists in this world. They firmly believe that the world will have a catastrophe sooner or later, so in order to deal with a large disaster or the end of the world, they like to hoard a large amount of food and equipment at home in case of emergency. They are a group of serious hamster party  And shelter lovers, could it be that this girl is a doomsday survivalist who is extremely poisoned?  Do you fantasize about living in the last days?

    Then she should really see a doctor.

    Bai Yang thought to himself that he was really unlucky, he managed to get in touch with other people, but the person he got in contact with was not quite normal, so he had to change the channel next time.

    14255 will not come anymore.

    "BG4MSR, this is BG4MXH, I'm going offline, 73, OVER."

    "I will definitely find evidence tomorrow!"

    "BG4MSR, what are you talking about? Can you find evidence tomorrow? OVER."

    "Yes, I will definitely find evidence for you tomorrow, which can prove that my words are true, so Please, please, please continue to go online tomorrow night, okay? Wait for me on this channel? ?

 Volume 2: A Smile Through Time and Space Chapter 3: Ming Dynasty Jingtai Blue and White Ladies’ Jar with Pickled Salted Fish

    After finishing the communication, Banxia immediately took out the old yellow map from the drawer. This is a 2020 version of the Nanjing city traffic and tourism map. It was left by the teacher. The 20-year-old map has passed through the hands of many people.  Folded to pieces.

    She spread out the map on the bed, then held a small desk lamp, moved closer and pointed to the words on the map, searching bit by bit.

    She wants to find a place where there is enough evidence to prove that she lives in 2040.

    On the map, the area filled in pale pink is Qinhuai District, which is an irregular quadrilateral. The large green oval in the north of Qinhuai District is Zijin Mountain, and the blue rhombus to the west of Zijin Mountain is Xuanwu Lake.  I found my place to live - No. 66, Clover Garden Street, Plum Blossom Villa.

    On the map with a scale of 1:100000, the Meihuashanzhuang community is only a small area the size of a fingernail. Meihuashanzhuang is next to a north-south straight road with a width of one millimeter and a length of five centimeters.  Yuan Street intersects with Zhongshanmen Street. Zhongshanmen Street is a stout main road, two millimeters wide, filled with pale yellow, winding across half of the map of Nanjing.

    Banxia's fingers moved slowly on the map, starting from Plum Blossom Villa, heading north along the main road, recognizing the place names one by one:

    ? Jiangsu Institute of Chinese Culture.

    What is this place?  Doesn't look like it's going to help, next.

    Sea Moon Garden.

    No, this is a community, which has been almost burned down, leaving only ruins, and now it is occupied by a large group of monkeys.

    Southeast Eye Hospital.

    No.

    Clover Garden Subway Station?

    No.

    Weiqiao New Village.

    No.

    Xiamafang Ruins Park.

    No.

    Provincial Seismological Bureau?  Will there be evidence in the earthquake bureau?

    Still not right.

    The girl knelt on the bed, tired from lying down, straightened up to rest for a while, and blinked hard.

    The light in the room is dim, and the only light source is a small energy-saving lamp hanging above the desk, as well as the small desk lamp in her hand. The small desk lamp has a blue plastic shell and a small solar panel on the base.  It can be fully charged after a day in the sun on the balcony. It is a gadget that the teacher dug out from the trash. Seeing that it can still be used, I have kept it for use. This thing has a circle of LED bulbs, a total of six, but only the one that can light up  In the second half, it is very difficult to read characters under such lighting conditions, especially the small characters on the map are only as big as mosquito legs, so it is not easy to read clearly.

    Ban Xia decided to change the route.

    ?From Plum Blossom Villa, go south to Crescent Moon Lake.

    Then go to Jun'an Dongyuan.

    Next is Minghu Restaurant.

    Finally arrive at Guanghua Road.

    Nothing.

    Ban Xia breathed a sigh of relief, in the huge city of Nanjing, there must be enough evidence somewhere to prove that she lives in 2040, but unfortunately Nanjing is too big, so big that many places are beyond reach, relying on a pair of  Legs and a broken bicycle, Banxia is at most 20 kilometers away from her place of residence. No matter how far away, she cannot guarantee that she can go back and forth within a day. She dare not spend the night outside, it is very dangerous.

    It would be nice to have a car, maybe there are one or two moving cars in a corner of Qinhuai District?  There will always be a car that has escaped the search by myself and the teacher, and the battery has not been taken away.

    Ban Xia thought silently.

    But she can't drive even if she has a car.

    This world has experienced a period of chaotic days. At that time, she was still very young, so she didn't have a deep impression. Looking back now, Ban Xia only vaguely remembers the scarlet night sky, and under the moonlight, the huge black image is like a spider walking on the ground.  Walking around, the teacher took her to hide, and she saw less and less human beings, and the last one was gone.

    "Where can there be evidence"

    Ban Xia then lay down and opened her eyes wide.

    The main road on the map is the main trajectory of the girl's movement. For safety reasons, Ban Xia can only move along the main road, and cannot go deep into small alleys or residential areas.

    Depart from Plum Blossom Villa!

    Clover Park Avenue!

    Zhongshanmen Street!

    Nanjing Museum!

    Will there be evidence in the Nanjing Museum?  After all, there are old antiques inside. When there was no tableware, the teacher once went to the Nanjing Museum to find pots and pans. If the pottery and porcelain in the glass cabinet were usable, the teacher brought them all back. For example, there is a "  Ming Dynasty Jingtai Blue and White Ladies Outing Green Picture Jar", now?It is placed in the kitchen to pickle salted fish, and there is also a "Hongwu Glaze Red Suihan Sanyou Plum Bottle", which is now used to put bacon.

    There was also a silver-threaded jade dress. The teacher wanted to take it away at the beginning, saying that it was a pity to leave it there for mice to chew on, but she didn't know what to do with it, so she had to find a glass cabinet to put it in.  Then he stood at the gate of Nanjing Museum as a door god, hoping to scare away the animals that broke in.

    But as far as the current situation is concerned, the motionless silver-threaded jade garment cannot frighten the animals, and the animals only regard it as a sculpture, unless it can walk.

    But it scares Banxia when it walks.

    Do these things prove that she is in 2040?

    I'm afraid not, because they exist in 2019, too.

    Next.

    "Ming Palace."

    no.

    Another one.

    "Zhongshan Hotel."

    Zhongshan Hotel?  Ban Xia recalled it carefully.

    Oh, it turns out that the charred foundation is the Zhongshan Hotel.

    ? Nanjing General Hospital.

    Xi'an Gate.

    Pilu Temple.

    Ban Xia's eyes were blurred, and he couldn't find a place where it could work.

    What kind of place will keep a lot of evidence?

    First of all, there must be a clear time mark, and secondly, there must be a clear record of events, and then there must be a one-to-one correspondence between time and events. This is convincing evidence that she lives in 2040-only a sufficient number of magazines,  Yearbooks and newspapers can prove that what Ban Xia said is true.

    Where are the magazines and newspapers in abundance?  bookstore?  No, bookstores don't stock tons of old newspapers from years ago, they only stock junk novels.

    Ban Xia's gaze moved slowly along the khaki-colored main road on the map. It was Zhongshan East Road, which she was familiar with. Ban Xia often sat on the steps in front of the Ming Palace, watching the buffaloes and deer.  Pass through Zhongshan East Road.

    "Do you want to read books? Reading more books is good for you." The teacher's words echoed in my mind again, "There are magazines, newspapers, and so on. If you want to read them, we can move some back"

    Ban Xia suddenly saw it, a line of small black imitation Song characters, it quietly hid in the complicated map, inconspicuous, but Ban Xia knew that he had found it.

    Presidential Palace.

    No, under it.

    "Nanjing Library."

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    (Author’s gossip: Some classmates asked me about filling out volunteers in the book: I like literature, but my family asks me to fill in my science and engineering volunteers, how should I choose?

    The author can only share a little personal experience here, for this student's reference only:

    If you love writing, then filling in any major will not affect writing. On the contrary, literature majors in universities do not train writers. They train literary researchers, connoisseurs, and critics. The author himself is a science student, and there are many online writers  Science students.

    If you simply love literature, such as literature and art, comparative literature, etc., you have to study systematically in the literature major, and you have to communicate with your parents and family, but one thing is certain: study a major that you don’t like  , will not be happy.  ?

 Volume 2 Smiles Through Time and Space Chapter 4 Nanjing Library and Doomsday Temple

    Last night it rained heavily all night, when Ban Xia woke up from the bed, there was a rattling sound outside the window.

    The rain in Nanjing came quickly and violently. At the beginning, I only heard the sound of pattering. It fell on the window lattice every second. Within half a minute, the frequency suddenly increased, and it poured down in an instant. Finally, no raindrops could be heard.  The sound was like a high-pressure faucet being unscrewed in the sky.

    Normally, this weather condition is not suitable for going out, but today I am going to the Nanjing Library.

    Ban Xia went downstairs with two white plastic buckets, put them in the heavy rain in front of the apartment building, buckled two open black umbrellas upside down on the mouth of the buckets, with today's rainfall, when she came back, two  The bucket is full.

    This is how Pinellia gets its daily water. Rainwater is cleaner than lake water, but it still needs to be purified. Her usual method is to put some alum in the bucket.

    Next, carry a bag, put on a raincoat, put on sandals, hold an umbrella, and set off with a bicycle.

    "Love is deep in the rain, how many buildings are in the mist and rain!"

    "I remember back then when you and I were together, cars were like flowing water and horses were like dragons!"

    On rainy days, you have to change songs, and switch to different songs according to different weather.

    Pinellia sang very loudly, a love song that was sad, tactful, and tender.

    You have to sing. If you don’t sing, your voice will be suppressed by the world. The teacher once said that everyone has an AT force field—— Ban Xia doesn’t understand what an AT force field is. She understands it as Yang Qi. Everyone  All have yang qi, some people have strong yang qi, and some people have weak yang qi. People with strong yang qi are not afraid of evil spirits.

    For a period of time, Pinellia believed in this theory, so she looked everywhere for foods that can strengthen yang.

    ?White smoke came out from the heavy rain. Walking on Clover Garden Street, looking into the distance, there were many tall buildings under the dark rain clouds, but there were no lights. It seemed that everyone had disappeared overnight, but the city remained where it was.

    "Love is deep and rainy, the world is only in your eyes"

    Ban Xia gradually couldn't continue singing, because it became more and more difficult for her to walk.

    The city soon became flooded. The water on the road was up to her ankles, and the muddy water flowed through the streets. The girl stepped in the water wearing sandals, and the water mixed with mud and sand washed her toes. She could only walk a short distance.  Lu stopped to shake his shoes and wash away the mud.

    When the wind got strong, the umbrella was useless, so Ban Xia put the umbrella away and clipped it on the luggage rack of the bicycle. The heavy rain was coming against the hard top of the plastic raincoat. The effect of the raincoat was limited, and it was soaked by the rain soon  On the arms and thighs, it is good to wear short-sleeved shirts and shorts before going out to prevent this.

    In fact, it is better to run naked in heavy rain.

    Ban Xia thought silently.

    Go out without any clothes on, so you don't have to worry about getting your clothes wet in the rain.

    She even seriously thought about the feasibility of doing so, can you stop and take off your clothes now?  Wrap the clothes in waterproof plastic and stuff them in a backpack so she doesn't have to worry about the rain.

    As long as I don't wear clothes, I don't have to worry about getting wet, I can even swim on the road!

    Still forget it, it's stupid.

    The girl shook her head.

    ?It is almost five kilometers away from Nanjing Library to Plum Blossom Villa, and it takes an hour to walk, and the time will be extended or even doubled if the weather is bad.

    The teacher said, don't go out in bad weather, and don't go out if you can. If you catch a cold, you will catch a cold. If you catch a cold, you will have a fever. If the fever is severe, it will cause pneumonia.

    Ban Xia suddenly stepped on the ground.

    Before he could realize what was going on, his body tilted and sank suddenly, Ban Xia stepped on the solid road with one foot, and stepped into the bottomless water with the next foot, and screamed.  Without shouting out her throat, the girl's waist slammed into the hard edge of the well, and the severe pain radiated from the impact to the surroundings, causing her to whimper weakly, and her whole body curled up reflexively.

    It hurts!

    But the groan still did not come out, and the turbid dirty water filled the mouth and nose. The girl sank most of her body into the water with a bang!  into the manhole.

    The flood washed away the manhole cover of the sewer, and the turbid water on the road covered the mouth of the well again. The space under the well was filled with water, and it was a death trap.

    Banxia almost drowned in this well, she subconsciously grabbed the wellhead, desperately crawled out, collapsed on the road and coughed violently.

    Now it's all over, my whole body is dirty with muddy water, even my person and bag are soaked.

    Ban Xia held her waist and smiled wryly, her smile was deformed by the pain, and the rain was dripping on her face.?? Flowing.

    Sitting in the rainstorm and resting for a while, the girl got up to help the bicycle, only to find that the umbrella on the bicycle was gone.

    "Where's the umbrella? Where's my umbrella?"

    Ban Xia froze for a moment.

    Could it be that he fell into a well?

    She bent down and looked at the mouth of the well. The mouth of the inspection well was dark and bottomless.

    At this time, there was a loud noise of "Zhizhi——" from the top of the head. Banxia looked up, good guy, the luxuriant canopy of the sycamore tree is full of monkeys!

    A large group of monkeys sheltered from the rain under the tree canopy, grabbing a blue folding umbrella in their hands.

    "Give me back the umbrella!"

    Ban Xia shouted angrily, drew his bow and set an arrow.

    "Don't tear! Don't bite! Don't bite—!"

    The umbrella was passed around, Ban Xia moved his head and didn't know which one to shoot, and finally the umbrella was snatched by a little gray monkey, who was playing with the broken umbrella, and an arrow hit the ground  Nailed to the trunk under its ass.

    This frightened the monkey, and the umbrella fell from its hand and landed in the green belt.

    Ban Xia went to pick up the umbrella and watched it shattered into rags sadly.

    The monkeys were running around overhead, making faces at the girl under the tree, but Ban Xia couldn't understand what they were saying.

    The joys and sorrows of humans and monkeys are not connected, I just feel that the world is noisy.

    No matter.

    She was too lazy to argue with a group of monkeys. The girl silently helped the bicycle up, clipped the broken umbrella to the car, carried the wet backpack on her back, and walked away in the rainstorm with her body covered in mud and water.

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    Nanjing Library is located at No. 189 Zhongshan East Road. It is one of the largest libraries in China. Its main body is a seven-storey glass curtain wall building. If this building is placed in a religious world that worships knowledge, it is appropriate.  temple.

    Banxia pushed her bicycle through the square in front of the temple. Under the steps of the library, there was a huge marble with gilded characters on it. No one cleaned it, and it was covered with dry bird droppings.

    The girl looked up at the dark blue glass curtain wall and climbed up the steps step by step, like the last pilgrim to visit the temple.

    The door of the library is still open, the revolving door has been smashed, but the side door can be entered and exited at will. The last person who left it must have no intention of locking it. Ban Xia walked through the glass door and entered the hall, only to find this former collection of books  The main hall has long been empty, leaving only garbage everywhere.

    On the south side of the third floor of the library is the newspaper area, but Banxia found nothing. She walked through the dark hall alone, leaving dripping muddy water all the way, and the rows of bookshelves were covered with dust. All she could find was some waste paper.  .

    The sixth to seventh floors of the library are archives, which are still empty.

    Ban Xia spent three hours searching the building, and finally came to the conclusion that she made the trip in vain.

    The library was evacuated. In the most turbulent years of the early years, books, newspapers and magazines were used as fuel. They were transported back in bundles and burned, leaving nothing behind.

    The girl stopped in front of the bookshelf. She finally found two books in the huge library, which were forgotten in the corner. She tiptoed to take them down, brushed off the thick dust, and barely saw the cover of the book.

    "Dead on Mars?"

    "Titan has no sound."

    Pinellia didn't know why they escaped, probably because the two books were non-burnable garbage.

    She went downstairs silently, lit a fire in the rest area, and just set fire to the two books she had just found, then took off all the clothes soaked in mud and water, and hung them on the chair next to them to dry.

    The girl was naked by the fire, the fire was crackling on the floor, and outside the transparent glass curtain wall was the torrential rain. Listening to the sound of the rain, she buried her head in her knees, and the muddy water dripped from her wet hair.

    Deep exhaustion welled up from my heart.

    Pinellia is very tired.

    I was so tired that I didn't want to say a word.

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    (The author Jun gossips: Nantu did not go. ?

 Volume 2 Smile Through Time and Space Chapter 5 Possibility of One in a Quadrillion

    It rained all night last night, heavier than the rain on the day Yiping asked her father for money. The whole city is humid and hot today. After Bai Yang finished her day of classes and evening self-study, she went home and took a shower.  Then he sat at the table wiping his wet hair, turned on the air conditioner, and then turned on the radio.

    According to the agreement, he will continue to go online tonight.

    And the other party should give him evidence.

    "BG4MSR, this is BG4MXH, I am waiting for your proof, OVER."

    "BG4MXH, this is BG4MSR, I I didn't find evidence, OVER."

    As expected.

    Bai Yang increasingly believes that the other party is a mentally ill patient with severe delusional symptoms, imagining that he is living in the doomsday world twenty years later.

    "BG4MSR, I'm BG4MXH. It's normal not to find evidence, because you can't find evidence This year is obviously 2019, and you are looking for proof in 2040. How can this be possible? OVER."

    "BG4MXH, I'm BG4MSR, today I went to Nantu, Nanjing Library, I thought Nanjing Library would keep all the documents and materials of the past few decades, which can prove that this year is 2040but I don't know why  , the Nanjing library was emptied, all the materials disappeared, and I couldn't find anything"

    Nantu?

    Nantu was evacuated?

    Bai Yang was taken aback, and thought that the fantasy world in this girl's mind was getting more and more outrageous, how much manpower and material resources would be spent to evacuate such a big Nantu.

    "It's still raining heavily in Nanjing today, and it's raining heavily. I fell into a sewer well on the way to the Nanjing Library, and I'm completely soaked"

    Bai Yang was stunned.

    The girl in the channel is still talking to herself, and the more she talks, the more wronged she is.

    "Almost drowned in the inspection well, and finally climbed out of the well, and the umbrella was snatched by monkeys. They tore my umbrella, which was given to me by the teacher."

    "BG4MSR, this is BG4MXH, are there monkeys in Nanjing? OVER."

    "BG4MXH, yes, there are several groups of them. They are entrenched on the road between Zhongshanmen Street and Zhongshan East Road. They often get together to fight. Some of them were injured and fell from the tree to death. I picked it up half a month ago and ate a piece of it.  Only, OVER."

    Bai Yang scratched his head, how many groups of monkeys are there on the road from Zhongshanmen Street to Zhongshan East Road?

    What kind of animal world is this.

    "BG4MSR, you continue to say, OVER."

    "I walked for two hours in the rainstorm to get to Nantu. People were blown stupid by the wind, and my clothes and backpacks were all soaked. As a result, there was nothing in the library, and I couldn't find anything. Why? Why did this happen?  Why can't I find evidence that I'm living in 2040?"

    Bai Yang listened here, and said in his heart that because eldest sister, you live in 2019, of course it is impossible to find evidence to prove that this year is 2040.

    But he didn't say it, because the other party was very wronged and sad.

    It's really sad. Although the girl's imaginings are serious, she is still immersed in the sadness and pain she imagined and cannot extricate herself.

    "I'm really in 2040"

    Bai Yang feels like a doctor is listening to the cries of a mental patient. The mental patient cries that he, as a mushroom, can't scatter spores outward.  The doctor could only pat him on the shoulder to reassure him that he was fine. You are just under the age and immature. When you are bald like me, you will be able to produce spores. Sooner or later, the world will be filled with descendants.

    On the other hand, Bai Yang was also a little bit sorry, after all, the other party was in such a sad and embarrassing situation to satisfy his request—whether it was really embarrassing or not, but when she talked about these things in the channel, she was really helpless and pitiful.

    "I'm really in 2040, I swear with everything I have, I swear with my personality"

    The girl couldn't find any strong evidence, so she could only repeat the emphasis over and over again in the channel, but her voice became lower and lower.

    "BG4MXH, can you trust me? OVER."

    "BG4MSR, uh"

    Bai Yang made a mistake this time.

    How should he answer?

    Say you believe it?

    Obviously, it is impossible to believe it. If you say you believe it, you will not be able to hold the coffin of the physics teacher.

    The physics teacher hammered the lid of the coffin: I am alive and well!

    Can't hold down the coffin boards of Maxwell and Einstein.

    It is impossible for any high school student with normal IQ who has received nine years of compulsory education to believe that a short-wave radio station can travel through time and communicate with people twenty years later. All the laws of physics known to mankind do not support the occurrence of such a thingWell, this is not the world of fiction, how could such a thing happen in real life?

    If there are 100 billion parallel worlds in this world, and there are 100 billion poplars in the parallel world, then 999 trillion 999999999 of them will be  Choose not to believe.

    Do you believe it or not?

    Then the other party will definitely have to find ways to prove her own statement. Today, in order to go to Nantu to fight with the manhole cover and the monkey, and don't know what kind of hardships she will go through tomorrow, Bai Yang doesn't want to toss anymore.

    Let's just turn off the radio and stop talking about it, Bai Yang can't bear it, God knows what will happen to such a weird girl if no one is watching?  It's fine if you don't know him, but if you know him, you can't let him go.

    Alas what a hassle.

    "BG4MXH, if you don't believe me, then I will look for other methods. Apart from Nantu, there must be evidence elsewhere. Give me a little time, and I will help you find it, okay? I will look for it tomorrow, you  Go online and wait for me tomorrow night, is that okay? OVER."

    "BG4MSR, this is BG4MXH, don't look for it, you can't find it in Nantu, I'm afraid there won't be any results in other places, OVER."

    "I……"

    The other party fell silent.

    "BG4MSR, you said you used your personality as a guarantee, is what you said true? OVER."

    "I guarantee it with my personality."

    "BG4MSR, I have a solution, let's do this, if you can't find evidence to prove that you are in 2040, then I will assist you and help you find evidence, what do you think? OVER."

    Bai Yang also decided to play well.

    I can't turn a blind eye to the performance that should match you.

    Nine hundred and ninety-nine trillion nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine parts in a trillion is that this girl has a problem with her head, and the whole thing is a farce from beginning to end,  But this does not prevent a bold high school student from verifying the last one-in-a-quadrillion possibility.

    In one trillion parallel worlds, there will always be one Bai Yang who has made a different choice.

    "BG4MXH, I'm BG4MSR, what are you talking about? Can you help me find evidence? OVER."

    Bai Yang nailed the physics teacher's coffin to death, and then replied:

    "BG4MSR, this is BG4MXH, that's right, I can try it and see if I can prove that you are really in 2040, OVER."

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    ? End the call.

    Bai Yang took out his mobile phone, opened Taobao, and started searching.

    The page refreshes after 0.1 seconds.

    Thanks to the powerful search, e-commerce and logistics capabilities of modern society, Bai Yang found what he wanted in just one minute.

 Volume 2: A Smile Through Time and Space Chapter 6: Time Travels Slowly

    Time Capsule.

    Bai Yang has wanted to buy this thing for a long time.

    His plan is obvious. BG4MSR claims to live in 2040, so as long as Bai Yang sends a slow delivery that spans twenty years, if the other party can receive it, it will prove that what she said is true.

    ?It sounds simple and straightforward, but when you think about it, it is very difficult in practice. To prevent cheating, fraud, lying, and loss, it must be within the capabilities of a high school student.

    Place an order!

    Bai Yang bought a small time capsule, made of stainless steel, with two wrenches and a shovel as a gift, sixty-eight yuan each.

    It's so expensive, it will hurt for a while.

    So what should I give?

    What should go in a time capsule?

    food?  drug?  souvenir?  a letter?

    No, none of this matters.

    The most important thing is the timer, which is a watch. Bai Yang needs a clock that can keep time. When the time capsule was dug out from the ground, the clock was rediscovered, and it could tell people how much time had passed.

    No clock can be kept in a time capsule for 20 years and still run normally. The battery life of an electronic quartz watch is only five to ten years. The automatic mechanical watch does not use a battery. It uses a tourbillon to wind up the mainspring, but relies on external vibrations to provide energy  , the pointer will stop if it is left standing for a long time.

    How to do this?

    With the current advanced technology of human beings, it must be a matter of minutes to manufacture a timer that can continue to work for twenty years, but Bai Yang can't do it. He is just an ordinary high school student with limited ability and financial resources. His greatest reliance is  It is the shopping sites Taobao and JD.com.

    Bai Yang tried to search for "timer" on Taobao, but most of the results he got were ordinary electronic clocks, and it was impossible for them to last twenty years in the time capsule with his toes.  All you need is a clock, you don’t need any bells and whistles, you just need to keep time—listen, how simple it is, isn’t it your job as a clock to keep time?

    But how long will it last?

    At least twenty years.

    This is not easy. It is not easy to achieve the ultimate in simple functions. Bai Yang really couldn't find a suitable target for a while.

    He sat on a chair, staring at the phone screen, lost in thought.

    Twenty years is too long. In daily life, except for the house and the furniture used in the house, there are very few things designed and used in units of twenty years.

    "Twenty years"

    Bai Yang frowned and muttered, playing with a coin in his hand.

    It was a Morse code practice coin. Bai Yang bought it when he was practicing the constant-width newspaper. It was about the size of an ordinary one-dollar coin, but the Morse code and their corresponding letters were engraved on the front and back. It looked golden, but in fact  Made of stainless steel, copper plated.

    But in the end, Bai Yang didn't develop his ability to send telegrams. His father said that he would be useless if he practiced blindly like this. The bad habits he practiced could not be changed.  He attributed the responsibility to the fact that the Changshu K4 key he bought on Xianyu was a pirated copy.

    "Twenty years, how can we persevere through these twenty years?"

    This problem is not so complicated at first glance.

    After careful consideration, I realized that it was extremely difficult.

    When time itself becomes a stumbling block in front of you, what you have to face is the most powerful force in the world.

    Since man-made creations are unreliable, we can only place our hopes on the physical laws of the world itself—changes in the natural world are always measured in millions of years, and twenty years are but a snap of the fingers.

    Bai Yang's first thought was oxidation.

    "Oxidation?"

    Oxidation of iron, or oxidation of copper.

    Iron is oxidized to ferric oxide, the color is red, and copper is oxidized to copper oxide, the color is green.

    If Bai Yang can use the color change caused by metal oxidation, for example, when BG4MSR digs out the time capsule, she will see the metal time marker placed in the capsule.

    At this time, Bai Yang only needs to ask the other party, the color of the marker - this thing cannot be faked, and the other party does not know the meaning of the color, so they can't lie - to know whether the girl is telling the truth.

    "Can this method work?"

    "It won't work."

    Bai Yang shook his head.

    It doesn't work.

    The time capsule is strictly sealed, and it is not breathable or ventilated at all, so how can there be so much oxygen.Bai Yang's second thought was evaporation.

    He thought of the legend that the Mausoleum of the First Emperor Qinshihuang was filled with mercury. There are rivers, lakes and seas with mercury, and boats can be sailed on rivers, lakes and seas.  The volatilization speed is extremely slow. If he puts 0.5 grams of mercury in the time capsule, it may take more than ten years for this mercury to completely volatilize

    When BG4MSR opens the time capsule twenty years later, she will see - a high concentration of mercury vapor.

    Neither will this.

    Isn't this harmful.

    Bai Yang scratched his head.

    This doesn't work, and that doesn't work, what should I do?

    It's a pity that there is no second person present to discuss this issue with him. Two brains are definitely better than one.  Otherwise, he could still have a brain on his ass to help him think. In the silence, the small alarm clock on the desk was ticking. It was very late at night, and the rain outside the window seemed to be still falling.

    That night Bai Yang lay on the bed unable to sleep, his eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling in the darkness, thinking about this question over and over in his mind.

    He hoped to find a method, a method that could not be faked, it would not be disturbed by any external force, and the result would not be tampered with by anyone, and only the iron of this world could control its changes, just like when trees die and turn into coal, rocks are turned into coal.  Erosion forms caves—let the world itself be a timer, only in this way can it be called an ironclad proof.

    That's what I said, but it's easier said than done.

    As a high school student, it is still too difficult to find such a method, Bai Yang thought silently, maybe change to someone else, someone who is older and has more life experience, and the method will come out as soon as he thinks about it.  Or is she too young and too ignorant Can she think of a good way to replace Brother Yan?  Can He Leqin come up with a good solution?

    He Dashao has seen a lot since he was a child, and he has gone abroad more times than he has gone out of the province. Maybe he can think of a good way?

    Forget it, Bai Yang shook his head, He Leqin failed the physics test again and again, his chemistry test score was lower than physics, his daily homework had to be rescued by Bai Yang and Brother Yan, and he was addicted to PlayerUnknown’s Battlegrounds all day long, ass total war Assassin’s Creed Dark Souls European truck  Microsoft Flight Simulator Half-LifeHalf-Life is really a bad translation, it is the first of the top ten bad Chinese game translationsWho translated it into Half-LifeWhat was the original name of Half-Life?

    Bai Yang thought wildly.

    The original name of Half-Life?

    It seems to be half

    half life?

    Bai Yang was stunned for a moment, and sat up in shock in his dying illness.

    half-life

 Volume 2 Smile Through Time and Space Chapter 7 Tritium Tube

    What is half-life?

    Half-Life is a game developed by a fat guy with a binary brain.

    The half-life is the time required for half of the nucleus of a radioactive element to decay. Judging the historical age based on the half-life of the radioactive isotope carbon-14 is a common research method in archaeology—as long as the decay content of the radioactive element is measured, it can be known that the target object has  how old.

    It sounds quite tall, and it seems to have nothing to do with the daily life of ordinary people. It has nothing to do with Bai Yang, an ordinary high school student. We ordinary people live in peace and contentment. What can it have to do with radioactive isotopes?  What could it have to do with half-life?

    Yes, please raise your left hand.

    Roll up your sleeves.

    Look at the dial of your watch in the dark - if you're an old gentleman and own a vintage luminous watch, the dial has a common radioactive isotope painted on it.

    Tritium.

    Bai Yang couldn't sleep anymore, so he immediately got up from the bed, took out his phone and opened Taobao.

    With the help of the omnipotent Taobao, there is nothing that cannot be bought.

    Tritium tube!

    Tritium tube is a common luminous tube, made of fully enclosed glass, the small one is a few millimeters long, and the big one is one or two centimeters.  The gas is weakly radioactive, which stimulates phosphors to emit light. This thing is often used on luminous watches, military compasses, and the front sight of firearms. Sometimes it is also used as a buoy indicator light by fishermen who have never been in the air force.

    The half-life of tritium is twelve years, that is to say, half of a lump of tritium will die after twelve years, and the brightness of a tritium tube will decrease by half after twelve years, and it will be nearly extinguished after twenty years.

    The time is just right!

    Just use a tritium tube as a time standard.

    Bai Yang planned to buy two brand new tritium tubes on Taobao, and then went to Xianyu to find a five-year-old tritium tube and a ten-year-old tritium tube, two new and two old—but because none of them arrived  The half-life period, so the four tritium tubes are still glowing, and the naked eye can't actually see much difference.

    Here's what he planned:

    Glue the four tritium tubes in a transparent plastic box with UV glue, and arrange them in the order of new, five years, ten years, and new. When BG4MSR digs out the time capsule, Bai Yang will let her find the time inside the capsule  Marker, and asked her to answer the glow of the tritium tubes - if the four tritium tubes are glowing normally, the same as when they were buried, it means that the other party is talking nonsense.

    What doomsday and 2040 are bullshit.

    If the four tritium tubes barely glow in the dark, it proves that the girl is telling the truth, and at least twenty years have indeed passed.

    If the five-year or ten-year tritium tube goes out, but the new tritium tube is still glowing, it proves that BG4MSR is indeed living in the future, but she miscalculated her age.

    Bai Yang thinks that there is no more solid and tenable ironclad evidence than this. This is the so-called breaking tricks with force, grasping the essence, pointing directly to the avenue, and not playing so many twists and turns, even if the opponent is James Bond.  De, it's 007, the flying thief. There are ten thousand ways to secretly dig out the underground time capsule to see what's hidden in it, and then bury it back as it is without anyone noticing, but the luminous effect of the tritium tube cannot be changed.

    And as long as I don't disclose in advance that it is a time marker, and that it is a tritium tube, it is impossible for the other party to know what it is, and it is even more impossible to lie to myself.

    Verifying with a force beyond the reach of human beings will eliminate all falsehoods and lies.

    This is Bai Yang's method.

    I buried the tritium tube here, come on!

    I'm not afraid of you using any means, whatever you want to toss about, as long as you open the cover and read it, I will definitely know whether what you said is true or false.

    Place an order!

    Thirty yuan for one, and sixty yuan for two.

    It's going to hurt for a while again.

    But Bai Yang is eager to try. As a high school student who has studied step by step since he was a child, he rarely has the opportunity to do such a bold, absurd, and deviant thing, but Bai Yang is getting more and more excited.  Breaking into a different color, in novels and movies, this is often the opening of a grand adventure, this guy didn’t fall asleep until three o’clock in the morning, his mind was full of his own plans, and the result was that the next day  Overslept in the morning.

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    Ban Xia put down her headphones and microphone, and slowly lay down on the desk.

    What did he mean by that?

    Can you provide evidence for me?  help?? Proof that this year is 2040?

    But didn't he claim to live in 2019?

    How can a person who lived twenty years ago help me?

    The girl's cheek was pressed against the cold wooden tabletop, her right elbow rested on the table, and the amulet was hung on the index finger, shaking gently like a pendulum - it was a coin left by her teacher, with a hole pierced through the coin  The red string can be hung around the neck at ordinary times, and Ban Xia's eyes follow the coin and shake it back and forth, puzzled.

    The fat little plastic table lamp is placed next to Banxia's head, which is the only light source in the room. The girl's face is illuminated by the light, while her body sits in the dark. She likes to sit in the dark and think, quietly  The night can calm her mind enough.

    How is he going to give evidence to me over a period of twenty years?

    Bury it?  hide?  Then wait for twenty years?

    Ban Xia easily thought of this, the other party lived twenty years ago—let’s assume that he really lived twenty years ago (Actually, Ban Xia didn’t believe it, but she had no choice), then he lived in that era  Dig a hole, bury the things he wants to send in the soil, and then notify yourself through the radio station to let yourself dig it out.

    If you can find it yourself, it will prove that all this is true.

    He will know she lives in 2040.

    She was also able to confirm that he lived in 2019.

    It sounds beautiful.

    Ban Xia stared at the red rope and the coin hanging on her finger. The coin gradually lost its kinetic energy in the friction, and the swing became smaller and smaller. Finally, it stopped and slowly rotated around the hanging rope as the axis.  Twisted into a double helix.

    This sounds reasonable, but the teacher once said that it sounds different from what it looks like, and it looks different from what it does. To judge whether something is feasible, it is not enough to rely on ears.  , eyes, hands and brain are all mobilized.

    The girl's brows slowly frowned, she was faintly worried.

    If the other party really wants to do this——really want to purposely send something to him over a long period of twenty years, then this may not be a simple matter.

    Once you have a goal, obstacles will naturally follow. This world always allows you to reach the end you don't want to go inadvertently, and at the same time sets up many obstacles in front of the goal you want to go.

    It's definitely—absolutely—not as easy as you think it is.

 Volume 2 Smile Through Time and Space Pillar!  Think of a way to add a chapter to it?

    Head, we only have two words left to save the manuscript!

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    (The author’s gossip: Tonight, I made a story outline, character introduction and other things, and the copyright will be used, so I will ask for a day off, and will update normally tomorrow. ?

 Volume 2 Smile Through Time and Space Chapter 8 Dysmenorrhea

    The next morning, Ban Xia stayed in bed for a while longer, listening to the crackling rain outside, curled up into a prawn with both hands clutching the sheets, her face was pale, and her forehead was covered with sweat.

    Because of her dysmenorrhea.

    "It hurts"

    Pinellia's menstrual period is in the last week of each month. She doesn't often suffer from dysmenorrhea, but today she can't get out of bed because of the pain. It may be because yesterday when she went to Nantu, she was caught in a heavy rain and fell into the inspection well again.  Soaking in the muddy water for a whole day, the teacher once told me not to catch cold or get in the rain during menstrual period, and now I see that it is true.

    Waves of colic came from the lower abdomen, as if a sharp awl was stirring inside, Ban Xia lay powerlessly on the bed, drenched in sweat, this girl lived alone for so many years, carrying a bow and arrow with a knife and gun on her back, wind  Going in and out of the rain, going in and out of the wolf's den and tiger's lair is like entering no one's land, but at the moment it is as fragile as glass, and the only strength left is just enough to squeeze the toes.

    Ban Xia felt that she was about to die, her body had no temperature and no strength, her body was like a skin bag filled with ice water, cold, heavy, limp, not controlled by the brain.

    Why am I a girl?

    Why do girls have to have a menstrual period?

    It hurts It hurts me to death, please come and cut off the lower body for me, I don't want it, I don't want it anymore.

    Pinellia is doing an ideological struggle, whether to take painkillers or not.

    In this era, any drug is a very precious non-renewable resource. Antibiotics, amoxicillin, ribavirin and other broad-spectrum antibacterial and antiviral drugs, as well as painkillers such as ibuprofen and aspirin, are worth more than gold.  more precious.

    Whether they have expired or not, whether they are human drugs or not - the teacher presciently stocked up on anti-inflammatories and antibiotics for pets and poultry, when everyone was raiding the empty pharmacies, the teacher went to the pet store  , came back with bags of penicillin, tetracycline, and canned cat food. At that time, the teacher had to hang an automatic rifle to protect his supplies. Fortunately, the teacher was too powerful, and no one dared to attack her.

    The composition of pet medicines is not much different from human medicines. In the era of extreme shortage of medicines, they are still far faster than herbal medicines prepared by local methods.

    The girl got up slowly, and she decided to take medicine.

    No matter how precious the medicine is, it is not as important as the body.

    Ban Xia shuffled, moved into the living room bit by bit, and took out a box of acetaminophen tablets from the drawer of the TV cabinet.

    These medicines are more than ten years out of date, but they are still useful.

    She pressed out two acetaminophen tablets and placed them on the wooden coffee table, then turned around and poured hot water from the pot.

    There is only a little bit of hot water left, barely half a cup, exuding steaming heat.

    Ban Xia covered the water cup that was gradually heating up with both hands, and put it on her face, it seemed to feel more comfortable, I don't know if it was a psychological effect.

    Take the painkiller with water, Banxia closed her eyes, curled her legs and lay on the dilapidated sofa, waiting for the medicine to take effect.

    Hope they are still useful.

    Ban Xia is very scared. She is not afraid of the world that eats people outside, and she is not afraid of beasts weighing hundreds of kilograms. As long as she stays in the shelter, under the protection of strong buildings and high-voltage power grids, she will not be attacked by the outside world.  Hurt, but disease can easily destroy her, and there is nothing more hopeless than lying in a room and dying of illness.

    At that time, she didn't even have the strength to pull the trigger to kill herself.

    She vowed that she would never go out on a rainy day again, and hoped that her body would get better soon.

    Please get well soon.

    Ban Xia recited silently in her heart.

    Probably because the effect of the medicine was gradually exerting its effect, the pain was weakening, and the body temperature was rising. The girl felt that she was having a fever, and fell asleep on the sofa in a daze.

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    After the first class in the morning, Bai Yang hurried to catch up on sleep, yawned, and buried his head in his arms.

    He is not the only one who catches up on sleep, the whole class is silent, and everyone is catching up on sleep as far as the eye can see, only the class representative is back and forth collecting homework, the break between the first class and the second class is the so-called early bedtime  , used to supplement sleep.

    And the break between the second and third quarters is the early nap time, which is used to supplement the sleep that is not slept well during the early bedtime.

    The break between the third and fourth quarters is naturally the pre-nap time, which is used to pave the way for the nap.

    After the fourth class is a legitimate nap.

    The head teacher, Mr. Liu, asked in the class, do you usually not have heavy learning tasks?  Why are you so sleepy?

    A comrade raised his hand and answered——This comrade is He Leqin, who recited a poem on the spot in class: Teacher, there is an old saying, spring is not a day for reading, summer is scorching and it is time to sleep, after autumn and winter come, rejoice in the new year.

    What can the teacher do for a student like He Dashao whose average score in Chinese, Mathematics and English is less than 60?

    Cursing is not allowed, punishment is not punished, and parents may complain.

    It can't be pulled. Others are eating ink when they study, but He Leqin is eating weights when he is studying. He has practiced a set of "thousand catty pendant" peerless magic skills to perfection, and even six super-class teachers can't lift it.

    It can only let him spend the new year happily.

    The Municipal Education Bureau has repeatedly emphasized quality education and happy education. Although under the guidance of this idea, the high schools in the city were defeated by the counties in northern Jiangsu.  Obviously He Dashao is a typical product of this kind of thinking. He is very qualified, and he dared to help the old man alone when he fell down—although the main reason is that he is rich and happy, and he is happy every day  years - of course the main reason is money.

    Bai Yang said that if it weren't for the fact that you have eight suites

    He Leqin corrected him and said there were only six sets.

    Comrade He Leqin, who owns six suites, does not need to be admitted to Nanjing University, nor does he need to be admitted to China Southern Airlines.

    Bai Yang complained in private that if he could go to Nanjing University, he would not have come to the High School Affiliated to China Southern Airlines. Those who can go to Nanjing University are all in Jinzhong Nanshifu.

    A copy of "Crazy Problems" was slapped from the back of the head, slapping Bai Yang awake, and when he looked up, he saw He Leqin's big face leaning over.

    Before he opened his mouth, Bai Yang knew what he was going to say.

    Having been together for so many years, this stupid ass knows what shit he is going to do as soon as he pokes Bai Yang.

    "What to eat for lunch?"

    The two spoke in unison.

    After reading in the morning, He Leqin will start thinking about what to eat at noon. He can think about this question all morning.

    "Go to eat beef soup. I saw a new restaurant opened on Meituan." He Leqin said, "I treat you."

    "Is it far away?"

    "Take a taxi and get a taxi back." He Leqin said, "It's not far from Xinbai."

    "Where's Brother Yan? Will Brother Yan go?"

    "Brother Yan won't go, she said she is not feeling well and her stomach hurts."

    "Uncomfortable? Let's bring her some medicine when we come back?"

    In this way, Bai Yang decided what to eat at noon. In the next three boring classes, he finally had a hope and goal that could make people happy. At this moment, he could understand why He Leqin started to think after morning reading  Lunch, because in difficult circumstances, thinking about happy things always makes time go by so fast.

 Volume 2 Smiles Through Time and Space Chapter 9 When you receive this letter, I am already dead

    That night, the time capsule bought on Taobao arrived.

    The brown paper box is stuffed with white pearl cotton that cushions vibrations. When disassembled, it looks a bit like a thermos bottle at first glance. It is a cylinder with a shiny stainless steel shell, but it is actually much stronger than the bottle liner.  It is 20 centimeters long and about 8 or 9 centimeters in diameter. It stands about as high as a mineral water bottle. There are covers on both sides, and each cover is tightened with eight bolts.

    Along with the time capsule, there are also two wrenches and a shovel, which can be said to be fully equipped, from the coffin to the nails to the one-stop arrangement for you.

    Use a wrench to unscrew all the bolts on one side and take off the cover. You can see the rubber sealing ring pressed against the bottom of the cover and the empty interior. The volume of the time capsule is only 0.6 liters.  Accommodates mid-forearm.

    This is the smallest time capsule. The larger one costs more than 80 yuan, and the largest one costs more than 200 yuan. Bai Yang is too poor to afford it.

    Can this thing really be buried in the ground for twenty years?

    Bai Yang tapped the shell of the time capsule lightly, the smooth stainless steel reflected the light, and then pinched it hard, but it couldn't be pinched, and it was quite strong.

    ? Not cans.

    He suspects that this thing is made of a piece of thick seamless steel pipe. Cut a ten-centimeter-diameter stainless steel pipe into many sections. Each section can be made into a time capsule. You only need to buckle a cover on both sides and screw it on with bolts.  , the structure is quite simple, and there is no black technology.

    Good guy, such a thing sells for sixty-eight, which is really good money.

    Bai Yang thought that if he couldn't find a job in the future, he would sell time capsules on Taobao.

    Starting from today, counting 21 years from now, it will be the era of BG4MSR - if she really lived in that era, according to the girl, the earth will encounter a catastrophe at the level of extinction in the past 20 years, and all human beings will  Extinct in this disaster, it is hard for Bai Yang to imagine what kind of disaster can completely wipe out the entire human civilization. Is it the great flood in the Bible?  The same is not true for asteroids hitting the earth.

    He weighed the slightly heavy stainless steel capsule in his hand, not sure if this capsule could withstand the past. The manufacturer of the time capsule probably only designed it as a souvenir for fun, and never thought of it as a responsibility to protect the relics of human civilization.  Great Ren, to resist the super disaster of the level of destroying the world.

    However, this is already the best equipment Bai Yang can get.

    What should I put in this capsule?

    Because the volume is quite limited, there are not many items that can be put in it - except for the tritium tube used as a time indicator, Bai Yang hopes to put some useful things in it.

    He sat on a chair and looked around.

    food?

    With such a small capsule, you can’t even hold a few compressed biscuits, and you can put at most two buckets of cup noodles, and a bucket of Master Kang’s Laotan Pickled Vegetable Beef Noodles can’t fit.

    for drink?

    It's even more impossible, the liquid is not easy to preserve, if it leaks, even the capsule will be ruined, and the other party is not short of water, Bai Yang shook his head.

    What about drugs?  The doomsday world should be short of medicine.

    "Mom—! Where are the medicines at home?" Bai Yang got up and put on his slippers, stepped on the wooden floor and opened the door, shouting to the living room.

    "Under your bed." Mom was sitting on the sofa watching TV, "Why are you looking for medicine?"

    "It's dawn."

    Bai Yang pulled out a plastic basket from under the bed. Inside the basket were regular medicines at home, including cooling oil, essential oil, dexamethasone ointment, fluoxacin, cefixime, ibuprofen and amoxicillin.  Put the medicine in a plastic bag and stuff it into the time capsule, it just fits.

    OK, just give her some medicine.

    Let her suffer a little.

    Bai Yang is very satisfied. The finished medicines produced by the modern pharmaceutical industry are quite stable. Although the instructions say that they are valid for 12 months or 36 months, as long as they are kept away from light, do not soak in water, and are not affected by high temperatures, they can be preserved.  It should still be usable after taking it out for many years or twenty years.

    In addition to time indicators, drugs, what else?

    Bai Yang looked at the remaining volume in the time capsule, then took out a hard fruit candy of unknown year from the drawer under the desk, and threw it in.

    Give me another candy.

    You can't just suffer, you have to give a little sweetness.

    Finally, a sense of ritual is needed, and a letter should be written.

    So Bai Yang took out a piece of white letter paper, unscrewed the pen cap, hesitated for a few seconds, and then wrote on the paper:

    "Dear Miss BG4MSR:

    & nbsp; When you read this letter, I will be dead.  "

    These words seem to be the last words of the hero who saves the world alone in the movie to his family and friends before the final battle. It is a little heroic and unexpectedly touching.

    Of course, according to the girl, she would indeed be dead twenty years later, and there would be only the last person left in the world.

    "This is a letter from the dead. It has passed through twenty years of time and has reached your hands. When I write this letter, you may not have been born yet, but when you receive this letter,  I am no longer alive.

    What does a person's world look like?  A deserted Confucius Temple, Xinjiekou, Southern Airlines High School and Crescent Lake Park, a deserted Nanjing, there must be no college entrance examination, no math test papers, and no "Small Questions".

    Also, I would love to know how I died, and if you get this letter, I would like you to tell me the cause of my death, and the cause of others, if you know.  "

    Writing letters to people from the future is outrageous no matter how you look at it, but Bai Yang recalled that the great scientist Stephen Hawking once held a similar performance art. In 2009, he held a party for people from the future. Hawking secretly chose a room as the meeting place.  , but the party notice was issued on the second day after the party ended—if people in the future had the ability to travel through time, they would be able to arrive at the party venue the day before the notice was issued.

    As a result, there is no doubt that Hawking waited in that room all night. It is not known whether the people in the future have no ability to travel through time and space, or the people in the future did not see Hawking's announcement. Then, can Bai Yang's letter be received by people in the future?

    "—Of course, if the cause of my death is too tragic, I hope you will think about it and don't tell me too bluntly, so as not to cause too much mental pressure on me. Twenty years later, I will not be forty years old. When I think about the future of the world  I deeply regret the loss of such a young and promising man.

    I wish you good health, never forget to bring an umbrella when you go out in the rain, never get ginger when you eat braised chicken, 73.  "

    Bai Yang paused, and finally signed:

    "The BG4MXH who is communicating with you at this moment was twenty years ago."

    When the tritium tube arrived, he sealed the letter together with the tritium tube into the time capsule.

    Then bury it in the ground and let it sit for twenty years.

 Volume 2 Smiles Traveling Through Time and Space Chapter 10 The First Point of Slow Time Delivery

    Next, Bai Yang turned on the IC725 shortwave radio station and got in touch with BG4MSR, who was indeed waiting for him on 14255.

    "BG4MSR, BG4MSR, this is BG4MXH, I have prepared a time capsule, I plan to send it to you in two days, I hope you can receive it, if you can receive the time capsule, then I will believe everything you say  , OVER."

    "BG4MXH, time capsule?"

    "BG4MSR is a stainless steel can, which can be sealed, and things can be stored in it for many years. I need you to provide an address and give me a QTH, so that the time capsule can be safely buried for twenty years without damage. Can it be done?  ? OVER."

    "Safe locationlet me think"

    "BG4MSR, your voice doesn't sound very good, you're limp, what's wrong? OVER."

    "Oh sorry, my stomach hurts a bit."

    "Stomach ache? Are you sick? Do you have medicine for BG4MSR? OVER."

    "It's okay, it's just dysmenorrhea."

    "It hurts" Bai Yang squeezed his microphone, as a simple male high school student, he never considered that girls have this kind of problem, Bai Yang hesitated to speak, "Then that, that, that, you have that  that……"

    He hesitated for a long time.

    "Sanitary napkins?"

    "……Yes."

    "Oh, yes." The girl replied, "I don't lack this."

    Bai Yang breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he didn't need to help him buy it.

    "BG4MSR, BG4MSR, let's get back to business, back to the topic, I need you to provide a safe enough place to bury the time capsule, understand?" Bai Yang continued, "I remember you live near Clover Park Street? Then  Better find a spot around here and make sure it gets to you safely, OVER."

    This place can only be found by the girl, because only she knows which parts are still intact and which parts are completely destroyed.

    The channel was silent for a few seconds, and then the other party spoke.

    "BG4MXH, do you know Plum Blossom Villa?"

    Bai Yang was taken aback for a moment, and almost jumped up in shock.

    Of course he knows about Plum Blossom Villa, not only does he know about Plum Blossom Villa, he lives here!

    "BG4MSR, I know Plum Blossom Villa, OVER."

    "I live in Plum Blossom Villa, and Plum Blossom Villa is still intact in my time, without serious damage, so you can find a place to bury the time capsule in Plum Blossom Villa, OVER."

    Bai Yang was speechless for a long time.

    Isn't it a coincidence that she also lives in Plum Blossom Villa?

    Isn't this a certain sister in the community playing tricks on me?

    Bai Yang tried his best to think, but he didn't realize that he knew such a neighbor.

    "BG4MXH?"

    "I'm hereBG4MSR, this is BG4MXH, let's check the location, you live in Plum Blossom Villa, you should be familiar with Plum Blossom Villa, let's pick a location, if you and I both think it's okay, then  Bury the time capsule there." Bai Yang replied, "What do you think? OVER."

    "Okay, OVER."

    "BG4MSR, the gate of Plum Blossom Villa, come in from the gate of Alfalfa Garden Street, facing the lawn on the left hand side of the pedestrian and bicycle lanes in the community. There is a row of billboards on the lawn. Do you know? OVER."

    Bai Yang is very familiar with the layout of the community, he just passed that road after school today.

    "I know the lawn, it is tall grass now, but there is no billboard, OVER."

    "Where's the bulletin board?"

    "No, it should be evaporated, OVER."

    "What about the tree on the lawn? Is the tree still there?"

    "Trees?" There was a pause in the headset, "There are no trees."

    Entering from the gate of Meihua Villa, there is a security sentry box in the middle. On both sides of the sentry box are two wide driveways, and on both sides of the driveway are pedestrian and bicycle lanes, all covered with small white square floor tiles.  A lawn is planted, and a thick camphor tree is planted on the lawn, with luxuriant branches and leaves.

    Bai Yang closed his eyes, and the familiar scene appeared in front of him naturally.

    "Where did the tree go?"

    "Probably evaporated along with the bulletin board, OVER."

    Steam evaporate.

    My dear fellow, what a terrifying use of that word.

    "BG4MSR, do you know what disaster happened to the earth that year? OVER."

    "Well it happened when I was very young, I don't know much about it, I just remember being run around by the teacher"?, and the red night, the black moon, the huge shadows crawling between the tall buildings, I don’t know what they are, where they come from, the world was very chaotic in those years, most of the time I hid in the deep  In sewers or air-raid shelters, they rarely come to the ground.  "The girl said, "In those days, I could always hear the booming sound when I slept at night, like thunder, and the teacher said it was the army.  "

    "and after?"

    "Lateron a certain day, it was a sunny day. The teacher took me out from the ground, but there were only two of us left in the whole city." The girl continued.

    "Where is your teacher?" Bai Yang asked, "Where is she now?"

    "Buried downstairs."

    Bai Yang was stunned.

    "BG4MSR, you said that there are huge shadows crawling between the tall buildings. Where are those things now?"

    "Disappeared, they disappeared after people died."

    Bai Yang sat in a chair in a daze. He thought it would be some kind of super-large natural disaster, such as the melting of icebergs, causing the sea level to rise and submerge the land, or a global super earthquake, causing a large-scale tsunami or volcanic eruption, or even the outbreak of a global nuclear war.  Well, the nuclear bombs flattened the city—but in Bai Yang's eyes, these worst ideas were far less terrifying and weird than the one described by BG4MSR.

    There's no way she's talking about a natural disaster.

    At this moment, Bai Yang can only hope that the girl is teasing him. He has spent so much time and energy, and spent so much money, but he would rather that all of this is useless work, and that the time capsule will not be received by anyone——  As long as it can be verified that the other party is lying, that is the best result.

    What is the probability that everything BG4MSR said is true?  One part in a quadrillion, no more.

    With such a low probability, you won't step on it, right?

    If you really can step on it, you should buy a lottery ticket. Next year's college entrance examination with your eyes closed and covered with multiple-choice questions.

    "BG4MXH? BG4MXH? Shall we keep looking? OVER."

    "Okay, okay, let's keep looking, then let's go a little further in, come in through the gate, and at the end of the driveway is a flower garden, full of purple-leaved barberry and red-flowered loropetalum, behind the flower garden is the community square, and there is a road in the square.  Do you know the white corridor for walking and enjoying the shade? OVER.”

    "I know, it's overgrown with weeds, OVER."

    "Is it well preserved there?"

    "Perfect, OVER."

    "Hasn't the ground been plowed by something?" Bai Yang asked, "Or was blown out of a big hole or something."

    "No."

    "Well, just bury the time capsule there, but I can tell you the detailed location only after I bury it."

    It stands to reason that the other party is a person from the future - if she is really a person from the future twenty years later, then in her time, the time capsule has been buried for twenty years, and BG4MSR can even dig the time capsule tonight, although  Bai Yang hadn't buried the time capsule yet.

    Bai Yang thought so at first.

    But when it came to the operational level, he realized that it couldn't be done.

    Because he himself does not know where the detailed location is.

    Digging a deep hole on the lawn of the community to bury a time capsule is undoubtedly an act of vandalism. It cannot be done in broad daylight, otherwise it will be caught by the security guards. It can only be done secretly in the dead of night, and you must be careful not to be discovered.  Therefore, this matter has to be adjusted accordingly. If conditions do not permit, it is possible to temporarily change the burial location-in this case, how can Bai Yang inform the other party of the exact location in advance?

    Only when he buried the time capsule and the dust settled, did he have the accurate location information of the capsule.

    This is the first time that Bai Yang noticed the slow delivery of time, and it is also the first essential element, that is, at least one of the two parties must have accurate information, and this information includes accurate time coordinates and space coordinates.

    But the facts that happened later proved that he still thought of the problem too simply.

 Volume 2 The Smile Through Time and Space Chapter 11 The Eve

    That night, Bai Yang lay on the bed and couldn't sleep.

    In recent days, he has been unable to sleep at night.

    Today is September 29th, and tomorrow is the last working day before the National Day holiday. The day after tomorrow will start the holiday. Even though they are senior high school students, the Education Bureau has given them a full seven-day holiday and strictly prohibited make-up classes.

    There is no moon tonight, and there is no clear sky after the rainy day. The air conditioner outside the wall is humming. The indoor temperature is set to 25 degrees Celsius. Although it is not hot, it is stuffy. It may be that the doors and windows have been closed for too long.  The concentration of carbon dioxide rose, Bai Yang took a deep breath, and put his hand on his forehead.

    He was wearing a white short-sleeved T-shirt and black shorts, with one leg bent, his body paralyzed on the bed, motionless, but his thoughts were free-flowing.

    When the tritium tube arrives tomorrow, he can start making a time marker, stuff it into a time capsule, and bury it in the lawn beside the square of the community.

    Where should it be buried?

    Bai Yang outlined the floor plan of the Meihuashanzhuang community square in front of his eyes.

    That piece of square boss.

    As for the time capsule, a small thing 20 centimeters long, if you bury it in a random place, you have to use a tiller to plow the ground to find it.

    It would be great if she had a metal detector—the kind used by the Japanese sappers to deal with landmines in the war movie Landmine War.  Its principle is simple electromagnetic induction. As long as the girl sweeps the lawn with a metal detector in her hand, she can find the time capsule she buried.

    Of course, unexploded mortar shells may also be dug up.

    So there must be a marker.

    Buried behind a bench?

    Or buried under a tree?

    Bai Yang thought, there is no doubt that markers are very important, but he can't bury the time capsule in a place that is too conspicuous and easy to be found, after all, that thing has to be hidden safely for twenty years.

    If it is hidden in a place that is too easy to find, then one day in the future it may be killed by a certain Cheng Yaojin halfway and cut off the beard.

    Bai Yang can't even imagine how chaotic the world will become in the catastrophe that destroys human civilization.

    He decided to step on the field tomorrow during the day to find a few alternative positions. This position must meet the following conditions:

    First, concealment.

    Can not be discovered for as long as twenty years.

    Second, safety.

    Cannot be lost or destroyed in a disaster.

    Third, make sure that the other party can be found.

    Therefore, there must be an accurate coordinate. Even in the past twenty years, the other party can find the burial place according to the coordinates.

    After I have buried the time capsule, tell BG4MSR the location and ask her to dig it out.

    Bai Yang let out a long breath.

    This is really interesting.

    Do the electromagnetic waves radiated by radio stations really have the ability to travel through time?  The 14.255M Hz shortwave sent by the I725 shortwave radio station—light is also an electromagnetic wave. Does light have the ability to span time?

    Light may have the ability to span time. On any starry night, when you open your eyes and look up to the sky, the entire starry sky you see is very old.

    To you, they are the past, to them, you are the future.

    But can you talk to them in real time?

    Can the future and the past communicate in real time?

    The physics teacher hammered the board in the coffin: Impossible!  The speed of information transmission cannot exceed the speed of light!

    Bai Yang turned over on the physics teacher's coffin board, turned sideways, and looked at the old black I725 on the bookshelf. Others always said it was a radio, but in fact its structure was not much more complicated than a radio—  —The core of the radio station is just a set of simple LC oscillating circuits, and the basic composition of the LC oscillating circuit is just an inductor and a capacitor. You can buy an inductor for two dollars on Taobao, and you can buy a capacitor for two dollars.  A lot, these two things connected together can generate high-frequency oscillating current, and a radio like 725 that uses a quartz crystal oscillator is more trouble-free.  Shake a few times, the crystal oscillator shakes millions of times a second, and the high-frequency oscillation signal that shakes out is then transmitted through the power amplifier and antenna.  It is better to say that a spaceship can be built with planks and nails.

    There are many seemingly mysterious things in this world, as long as you uncover their shells, you will find that they are just grassroots teams.

    Bai Yang turned over again, lying on his back and looking at the ceiling.

    houseThe light in the room was very dark, and the white roof of the bedroom could no longer diffuse enough light to enter Bai Yang's eyes, so it seemed to Bai Yang that it was not white, but it was not black either, just like what he saw after closing his eyes  , you can hardly tell that it is a certain color, it is vague, dim, as if beating the noise of an old black and white TV.

    Bai Yang took out the mobile phone from under the pillow, and turned on the flashlight facing the ceiling.

    The bedroom suddenly lit up, and there was a huge white spot on the ceiling. The path of the light was clear and followable at this time. Bai Yang remembered the electromagnetic wave propagation path of the radio station, and the radio wave radiated from the antenna of the radio station, tens of kilometers upwards.  When it touches the ionosphere, it is reflected back—just like the flashlight in Bai Yang’s hand at the moment, the light is emitted from the LED, reaches up to the roof, and is reflected into a pair of open eyes—

    The girl blinked.

    Ban Xia lay on her back on the bed, staring blankly at the white spots on the ceiling.

    She shook the small desk lamp in her hand, and the light spots on the ceiling also shook. To be honest, this game was quite boring, and she was not a cat, so she was not interested in the dangling light spots.

    But she has nothing else to do.

    Can't sleep at night.

    Ban Xia turned over and lay on the bed. She wore a small white vest on her upper body and black pajama pants on her lower body. She hugged the pillow and buried her face in it. Then her two calves raised up and patted the bed board hard.  , "Bang bang" sounded.

    After filming for a few minutes, she didn't move again, lying on the bed straight, her face buried in the pillow, like a corpse.

    Very annoying.

    Tomorrow—at most the day after tomorrow, BG4MXH will tell himself where to dig treasures.

    Can this plan really succeed?

    So annoying, annoying, annoying, annoying.

    If you can't succeed, take him as a dog's head!

    snort!

    Ban Xia raised her hand and swiped in the air.

    No, he is the only one who knows me. Where can I find the next one?

    So Ban Xia stretched out her hands and put her head back in the void.

    If it was menstruation period, Ban Xia would not be so anxious usually, raised her face, let out a long sigh, and spat out the hair in her mouth, then turned over and lay on her back on the bed, holding the desk lamp on the  hand.

    She pressed the lamp switch in her hand regularly to make the light flicker.

    The teacher taught Banxia how to send CW equal amplitude newspapers, that is, Morse code, but Banxia was not very proficient in using it, because it was rarely useful.

    Long and short, tick tick tick.

    "G."

    Ban Xia recited silently in her heart.

    ? Long, long, blah blah.

    O.

    ? Long, long, blah blah.

    O.

    Long and short, tick tick tick.

    D.

    "The next thing is"

    ? Short long short, short long long, long short long short, long short long.

    LUCK.

    "Good luck."

    ? Short short, short long, short long long short, short long long short, long short long long.

    "HAPPY."

    Ban Xia draws two short arcs in the dark with his fingers, and then draws a long arc to form a small smiling face.

 Volume 2 Smile Through Time and Space Chapter 12 Community Garden Operation

    On September 30, the tritium tube finally arrived.

    Bai Yang went straight to the Cainiao Inn after school, took the tritium tube back, wrapped it in a small brown paper box, opened it, and inside was white foam and wrapping paper. The tritium tube was only two centimeters long, a thin piece of glass  The product is very fragile and emits a faint green fluorescence in the dark.

    The brightness of the four tritium tubes is about the same. In a dark room, if you put the tritium tube on the textbook, you can see the writing on the paper around it. One of them seems to be slightly darker. I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect.  That was indeed the longest-running tritium tube.

    Bai Yang arranged four of them on the table in order, and took down a small wooden photo frame on the bookshelf. Inside the photo frame was a small picture of "Sunflowers", a replica of Van Gogh's genuine copy and a reduced copy of the pirated version.  Version.

    Next, he disassembled the photo frame, took out the plexiglass and the pictures inside the photo frame, and then used UV glue to glue the tritium tubes clockwise to the inside of the wooden photo frame one by one in a predetermined order, one on each side, and glued it well  Then use a UV lamp to illuminate it again to confirm that it will not fall off if it is firmly glued.

    Finally, I replaced "Sunflower" with "Hatsune Miku in Stalingrad", put it back carefully, and fastened the photo frame.

    Turn off the lights in the room, Bai Yang can clearly see the photo frame on the table, and the tritium tube just illuminates Hatsune Miku.

    You're done.

    As long as he doesn't say it, no one will know that this thing is a time indicator, they will only think it is a painting.

    Bai Yang stuffed the photo frame into the time capsule, then stuffed pearl cotton into the inner space of the capsule, and finally tightened all the bolts with a wrench, and shook it vigorously to ensure that the things inside would not shake violently.

    So far, Bai Yang's time delivery has been completed.

    All is ready except for the opportunity.

    The next thing to do is to bury it in the ground.

    On the way back from picking up the courier in the evening, Bai Yang had already carried out precise scouting, and he found four alternative locations, all of which were suitable for burying the time capsule.

    Bai Yang let out a long breath and fell down on the bed.

    He giggled, and finally completed this big project. In his heart, he couldn't boast that he was awesome?

    Awesome!

    Awesome!

    Niubility!

    Bai Yang took out his phone and looked at the time. The current time is 11:30 in the evening. His scheduled action time is 2:00 in the morning, so he set the alarm clock for 2:00 in the morning. The time capsule and shovel are placed under the bed.  Packed in his backpack When the time came, he picked up his bag and went downstairs quietly, dug a deep hole in the dead of night, and buried the time capsule in it. Bai Yang named this plan "Community Garden Action".  The point is to be concealed!  hidden!  And fucking covert!

    If he is caught by the community security, then his fame in this life will be lost in the evening.

    Later, I will talk to BG4MSR and say that I am going to bury the capsule tonight.

    If she is willing to wait, she can wait until she buries the capsule and then come back to inform her. Bai Yang estimates that it will be done at three in the morning. If she doesn't want to wait until it's too late, she can also tell her the exact location when she calls tomorrow.

    Bai Yang was lying on the bed, staring at the phone screen, the time was passing by every minute, and it was getting closer and closer to two o'clock in the morning.

    One of the teenager's legs hung down and swayed slightly, beside the legs was a black backpack.

    The backpack was bulging, the zipper was not fully closed, and a shovel handle protruded.

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    Why is it called Time Express instead of Time Express?

    The meaning of express delivery is that after the express mail is sent out, its transportation speed must be faster than your own. If there is an express mail sent from Hangzhou to Shanghai, you can send it to China Post within two days through the four links and one arrival. This is called express delivery.

    But if you carry the express mail by yourself and walk step by step along the expressway to the destination, and you and the goods arrive at the same time, then it is not called express delivery.

    However, the movement in space can be accelerated, but the movement in time cannot be accelerated.

    When Bai Yang dug a deep pit on the lawn, put the time capsule in it, and then filled it with soil, the time flow rate of the capsule was no different from his. There was no time tunnel in the pit leading directly to twenty years later.  On the surface, the moving speed of poplar and capsule is exactly the same.

    The two are advancing simultaneously. The capsule will still be there when Bai Yang visits it tomorrow, it will still be there next year, and it will still be there ten years later.

    It doesn't go faster than you, and you will have to spend 20 years to send it twenty years later.??

    It's just painkillers. Give me more painkillers.

    Ban Xia was excitedly chanting silently while digging down vigorously, swinging the shovel like the wind, but she realized something was wrong while digging.

    I dug very deep, but there was nothing.

    What about things?

    Could it be that I got the wrong position?  Or did he remember the wrong location?

    Ban Xia began to dig the surrounding floor tiles again.

    Pried up the second floor tile that was next to it, and panted and dug to a knee-deep depth, but still found nothing except stones.

    Dig the third block.

    The fourth block.

    Ban Xia pried up the floor tiles of the promenade one by one, and then dug deeply with a shovel.

    No.

    No.

    No.

    nothing.

    why not?

    This night, Banxia crazily dug all the floor tiles in half of the long corridor. She was covered in mud and was in a mess, her hands and fingers were bloody, but she found nothing in the end.

    She was leaning against the pillars of the corridor exhaustedly, looking at the ray of morning sun rising between the tall buildings, her eyes were blank and desperate.

 Volume 2: A Smile Through Time and Space Chapter 13: A Woman's Mouth

    From the second day onwards, it was a long 11th Golden Week holiday. Bai Yang didn’t go to the fox hunting competition mentioned by his father.  Ham, should be called ham sausage, ham too long.

    Nanjing is a big stove every year, and dogs are hot to death.

    Then it becomes a hot dog.

    When I was having lunch today, my father mentioned to Bai Yang that he met your Uncle Wang when he was leaving the car yesterday afternoon.

    "You didn't drink the bar?" Mom was very perceptive.

    "No, no." The old man quickly denied, "I'm driving, how dare I drink."

    Dad actually likes wine, but he dare not drink it.

    Because his wine quality is extremely poor, and he will break up when drinking, and he will never remember what he has done when he wakes up. According to his mother, when he was just married, he used the strength of alcohol to turn off the Changhong TV at home.  The TV was dismantled—it was strange to say that the dazed old man couldn't remember anything else, but he remembered how to dismantle the TV.

    After waking up, I called the police and said that my house had been burglarized.

    The thief took the TV apart.

    "Your Uncle Wang told me that I heard you chattering on the channel some time ago." The old man said, "He said that you haven't passed the examination yet, so put the radio on first and concentrate on the college entrance examination."

    "Oh." Bai Yang lowered his head to pick up the rice.

    The Uncle Wang mentioned by the old man is naturally Wang Ning.

    Back then, Daddy, Wang Ning and Zhao Bowen were known as the Iron Triangle in southern Jiangsu, and they were well-known in the HAM circle. Later, Zhao Bowen went to university to study physics. Now he is teaching at Nanjing University. Daddy failed the college entrance examination, so he joined the army.  I worked as a communication technician in the Navy, and after changing jobs, I didn’t have to be assigned, so I stayed in the city to open Didi.

    As for Wang Ning, he fished in the Wuhui Committee of Nanjing City. The Wuhui Committee is a very leisurely unit. He sat with a pack of cigarettes, a cup of tea, and a newspaper for a day. When he was a child, his father often took Bai Yang to their place to play.  The office is the office of the Radio Management Committee on Longpan Middle Road, Xuanwu District. It is an inconspicuous gray cement building.

    Theoretically speaking, no committee has the ability to monitor all radio communications in the city, whether it is an amateur channel or not, they are the official radio monitoring agency, and they are responsible for maintaining the electromagnetic environment and communication order in Nanjing.  Unpopular, so there is no committee armed with weapons and weapons, and they go to Kuma to release Nanshan. The amateur channels go with him, and the focus is on radio and police channels.

    Are amateur channels still monitored?  Prison or prison, will you listen?  Listen or not.

    At worst, someone will report to check the recording.

    As long as you don't over-power or swear indiscriminately on the amateur channel, it basically doesn't care about you.

    In Wang Ning's words, who wants to listen to a group of greasy middle-aged men in their forties and fifties all day long?

    "Also, last time you mentioned the call sign BG4MSR, is it BG4MSR?"

    Bai Yang nodded.

    "There's no such call sign," Dad said.

    Bai Yang was taken aback.

    "They made up a call sign to fool you," said the old man. "What kind of people are you meeting here? It's a woman's mouth"

    "A woman's mouth?" Mom raised her eyebrows.

    "Tenderness is like water."

    Bai Yang nodded, he was a little absent-minded, the call sign is not important, just make it up.

    At this moment, Bai Yang was not thinking about the call sign, he only hoped to receive the girl's reply as soon as possible, and he wanted to know whether the time capsule was successfully received.

    If she dug up the time capsule, then Bai Yang would be able to determine the age that the girl lived with full confidence, and the tritium tube in the photo frame is a hidden and absolutely reliable time indicator.

    However, BG4MSR could not be contacted during the day. In the morning, Bai Yang turned on the radio and tried to call 14255, but no one responded, probably because he was not online.

    Normally, they communicated after ten o'clock in the evening, and Bai Yang could only know the result after ten o'clock tonight.

    As soon as he thought that the results would come out at ten o'clock in the evening, Bai Yang wished that he was eating dinner now.

    But in the afternoon, I made an appointment to watch "Captain of China" together.

    Bai Yang sighed, it was rare for him to have time to watch a movie, but he had no such intentions, he was not interested in any activities before the call at ten o'clock tonight, Bai Yang missed the time capsule so much that his mind was full of  It, next time if there is something that he can care about and remember so much, it will probably be the score after the college entrance examination next year.

    Perhaps even the scores in the college entrance examination will not make him so disturbed.

    ? After all, the high school attached to China Southern Airlines cannot pass the entrance examination for China Southern Airlines.

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    Going downstairs and turning a corner, he saw two people riding bicycles waving at the gate of the complex from a distance. Shared bicycles could not enter the complex, so Yan Zhihan and He Leqin were waiting for him at the gate.

    "Little White Sheep! Hurry up!"

    It's three o'clock in the afternoon, so why rush.

    Bai Yang said in his heart.

    He Leqin was wearing a Li Ning blue T-shirt and black cropped pants. He was sitting on the seat cushion of the bicycle with one foot on the pedal and the other foot on the ground. He was looking down at his mobile phone.  Yan Zhihan was wearing white short-sleeved and denim shorts, white sneakers under her slender and fair legs, a wide-brimmed straw hat on her head, and two bottles of frozen Nongfu Spring in her hand.  Avoiding the harsh sunlight under the shade of a tree, and seeing Bai Yang approaching, the girl leaned her bicycle against the fence of the community, trotted over and stuffed the mineral water into his hand.

    "You are so slow." Yan Zhihan said.

    "Our family is late for dinner." Bai Yang shrugged helplessly, "You know, long live understanding."

    "Little white sheep is going to sweep a car." He Leqin raised his head and said.

    "Damn, go by bike?" Bai Yang was taken aback, "Wanda is at Xinjiekou?"

    "It's so stupid to ride to the subway station." He Leqin said, "You want to walk to the subway station in such a big sun?"

    Bai Yang picked up a hello bicycle, and the three of them huddled in the bicycle lane to ride to the subway station, chatting about rides and rides.

    "How long has it been since you finished watching the movie?"

    "Is it five o'clock?"

    "What shall we have for dinner? Hey, hey Brother Yan, don't squeeze me, you're going to push me down."

    "Who told you to ride so slowly? Let me go to the front."

    "Let's find a place to eat in Xinbai at night. How about eating frogs? I haven't eaten frogs for a long time. I am the world's number one frog killer! People call me worry about frogs."

    "Stone Pot Bullfrog?"

    "Hey two, little white sheep, young master He, there is a cat cafe in Xinbai! I want to pet cats."

    "What's the point of petting cats? Let me tell you, those cat cafes smell bad, because they can't open the doors and windows, so the smell is very strong and unpleasant."

    "Is "Captain of China" good-looking?"

    "The score on Meituan is good."

    "Can you read the ratings on Meituan?"

    "I actually want to watch "The Climber". In "The Climber", there is Wu Jing, who punches a traitor to death! Ha!"

    "Brother Yan, there is also Wu Jing in "My Motherland and Me"."

    "Then watch "My Motherland and Me"! My motherland——!"

    "Brother Yan, the tickets are all bought, and the show will start soon."

    "Ride faster! Ride faster! The green light ahead is ten seconds away! Rush over! Hurry up!"

    "Oh, are you rushing to reincarnate?"

    "Chong——! ?

 Volume Two Smiles Through Time and Space Chapter Fourteen Goodbye

    Ban Xia leaned on the collapsed pillars of the promenade and sat until dawn. Under the morning sun, weeds were overgrown, and the breeze carried the smell of soil. Everything was waking up, but only this city did not wake up, and it will never be again.  woke up.

    The shovel and knife were thrown on the ground, and the girl looked down at her hands, which were covered in mud and her joints were tingling.

    She raised her head, let the back of her head lean against the rough concrete pillars, stared blankly at the thick shelves above her head, the grids made of prefabricated panels interspersed horizontally and vertically were hollowed out, and they were erected on the pillars to form a long corridor, which could not provide shelter from the wind and rain.  , but it can be used to climb vines. I think that in the undestroyed age of the world, the top of this corridor should be covered with a thick green cover, which is the dense vines and branches of plants.

    But now there is nothing, half of the promenade collapsed, and it was scorched black. There are weeds everywhere in this world, but this promenade is bare.

    The hand hurts.

    There were bursts of tingling pain, and the index and middle fingers of both hands were red and swollen like steamed buns, and it became like this when I smashed the stone hard.

    Last night, I dug too hard, too fast, and too crazy, and I didn't even care about my hand injury.

    She started digging from 3:00 in the morning to 6:00 in the morning. After digging for more than three hours, she almost turned over all the floor tiles. After digging, Banxia was desperate. She even felt that she was not in Nanjing in 2040.  , but a parallel universe isolated from the rest of the world, she cannot send anything out except radio waves, and nothing can be sent in except radio waves.

    Now she calmed down and began to think silently about what went wrong.

    Where did that time capsule go?

    Was it poached by someone in the past twenty years?

    The girl sat on the bench, leaning against the pillar in a daze, with her legs crossed, her eyelids lowered, and her thick eyelashes trembling slightly.

    A sparrow came out of nowhere, bouncing on the ground, tilting his head to look at the girl, fluffy like a ball, Ban Xia estimated in his mind how difficult it would be to catch it and bring it back to make soup, and then gave up  According to the plan, we need to use a net to catch birds, and it is too difficult to use bare hands.

    Banxia has no concept of the slow passage of time. In her imagination, this is a simple process-the two parties agree on the location, the other party buries the time capsule, and then digs it out by herself.

    It's that simple.

    But it turns out that this simple process fails.

    This shows that the slow passage of time is not as simple as she imagined.

    well.

    Ban Xia sighed.

    Have no idea.

    She has never been a very smart person.

    Go ask the teacher.

    The teacher knows everything, maybe he can get some enlightenment?

    The girl picked up the shovel and knife on the ground, got up from the ground, brushed off the dry dirt and dust on her body, and disappeared into the grass.

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    That night.

    After Bai Yang took a shower, he sat at the front of the table before drying his hair, rubbed the towel on his hair with one hand, and turned on the radio quickly.

    I was so tired this afternoon. After watching "Captain of China" at Wanda Studios, Brother Yan insisted on going to the cat cafe, so the three of them went to the cat cafe again—it was said that the cat cafe actually had cats and dogs.  Raising ducks, Bai Yang met a proud British short-haired cat in the cat cafe. When other cats were chasing and fighting with canned tuna cat food, that British short-haired cat squatted on the cat climbing frame as firmly as Mount Tai and kept its eyes on it.  So proud that Bai Yang and others thought it was the store manager. Brother Yan said that these cats seemed to be raised by the coffee shop to attract customers. Maybe they are the owners. They open after the store closes at night.  At the meeting, discussing today's business situation and which human being is the most docile, and this English short is sitting on a tall cat climbing frame to speak: I will simply meow a few words

    Before Yan Zhihan finished speaking, the English short jumped down and knocked over the lemon tea brought by the waiter on the table.

    Wet He Leqin's pants.

    "BG4MSR, BG4MSR, this is BG4MXH, how is it? Have you received the time capsule? OVER."

    Bai Yang squeezed his hands and called into the microphone.

    "what? No? No time capsule?"

    Bai Yang was taken aback.

    "Sister, are you sure you dug in the right place? OVER."

    "That's right, that's right, it's under the promenade in the community square, under the floor tiles, OVER."

    "No?"

    "Have you dug everything?"

    "BG4MSR is a stainless steel tank, about as long as a mineral water bottle, OVER."

    "NoArrive?  "

    Bai Yang sat on the chair blankly, then squeezed his hands and said: "BG4MSR, please wait for me a moment, OVER."

    Then he took off his earphones, put on his pants and rushed out.

    "Yang? Why are you going?"

    "be right back——!"

    After changing his shoes at the porch, Bai Yang rushed downstairs and rushed to the place where the time capsule was buried last night, ignoring stepping on the lawn and directly crossing the flowerbed.

    Stepping on the floor tiles of the promenade, he squatted down panting to check. It still retains the appearance restored by Bai Yang last night. After burying the time capsule, he buried the soil very carefully to prevent others from discovering it.  He went back, restored the floor tiles to their original state, and cleaned the ground Bai Yang didn't find any traces of being touched, and even the superficial scratches on the floor tiles didn't change.

    He sat on the bench panting and wiped his sweat.

    Nobody moved.

    The time capsule is still there.

    Why didn't she dig it?

    Bai Yang walked home step by step, thinking while walking.

    Could it be that in the next twenty years, someone really crossed the line and cut off this time capsule?

    How likely is this to happen?

    He has confirmed to BG4MSR that the square of the community has not been destroyed, no big holes have been blown up, and the land has not been turned up, so it is impossible for the time capsule to be actively exposed to the eyes of the world unless someone takes the initiative to dig it.  But who's going to dig it?  Bai Yang carefully selected a hidden location, who would have known that a time capsule was buried there?

    Bai Yang walked into the unit building and slowly climbed up the stairs.

    He thought of certain murder cases, where the murderer had buried the bones of the body underground for decades without anyone finding out.

    Therefore, the probability of the time capsule being intercepted halfway is very small.

    So another possibility is very, very big.

    That is, the other party did not dig at all.

    As long as you use Occam's razor to cut off all unreliable speculations, the last remaining and most reasonable result is obvious - Poplar has been played.

    All this is bullshit.

    It is impossible for the radio waves sent by the short-wave radio station to travel through time and space (Einstein and Maxwell lay down comfortably), BG4MSR lives in a certain building in the Meihuashanzhuang community.  When the story came out, he played him around, maybe at this moment she was leaning on the balcony and watching Bai Yang go back and forth with interest, it was really funny.

    Bai Yang was a little annoyed.

    Looking back at these things now, whether it is the time capsule this time or the meeting half a month ago, it is so obvious that the other party is just acting, why was he obsessed with ghosts before?

    He felt very sorry for the physics teacher in the coffin. As a senior high school student who can pass the physics exam every time, he would actually believe in nonsense such as telephony!

    He Leqin has eaten all the books he has read for so many years.

    Sure enough, once you hear the girl's crisp voice, you are so confused that you can't find the north, right?

    Fortunately, I wrote to her seriously.

    It's too high school.

    What a shame.

    Bai Yang covered his face.

    Fortunately, no second person knew about this, otherwise it would be the result of social death.

    He sighed, and that's it for now. When I go back later, the girl will probably reveal the answer to the mystery. If she doesn't reveal the answer, she will reveal the answer herself. There is no point in continuing this drama.

    He didn't want to accompany him anymore.

    It's no skill to hide in the dark and make troubles. If you have the ability, come out tomorrow to meet and fight with bayonets.

    goodbye!

    73!

    Bye bye

 Volume 2: A Smile Through Time and Space Chapter 15 "Civilization" Is the Real Time Machine

    Bai Yang decided to let the matter go, he felt that he would insult his IQ if he believed that the broken I725 could communicate through time and space.

    Even though the playwright sister is still trying to argue, but Bai Yang has no patience. After playing with her for so long, he should have a head. He is determined this time, and he will be sorry for his physics teacher if he delays for a second.

    I'm a senior in high school, do I look so free?

    The next night, Bai Yang dug the time capsule out again. Since he decided not to take care of it, there was no need to keep the time capsule there. It was another dead of night, and Bai Yang went downstairs with a shovel, a knife and a flashlight on his back.  , prying open the floor tiles under the corridor, and quietly dug out the time capsule, he named this operation "Depression", looking at the heavy stainless steel can in his hand, Bai Yang sighed, how could he have believed these outrageous things before?  What about the bullshit?

    It also takes time and money to prepare time capsules.

    He tiptoed to put the stainless steel capsule on the top of the bookshelf and put it away.

    Lie down on the bed again, spread out your hands and feet and arrange them in big characters.

    What's wrong with having this spare time Why don't you go to Steam to see if there are any new game promotions and discounts, the rare National Day holiday, the time when parents can touch the computer with special permission.

    Thinking of this, Bai Yang stood up straight and got up to turn on the computer, wanting to see if there was any discount on "Mount and Blade".

    He is going to be the lord.

    Use the enemy's skull as a bowl!

    ——248 copies.

    Well, I can't be the lord.

    He wants to use G's fat skull as a bowl!

    Seventeen or eighteen-year-old high school students are at the age when they are full of energy and physical strength. Their attention is always shifted very quickly. Amateur radio is just one of Bai Yang's many hobbies. When he has time to play "Civilization 6" and "  When it came to "Riding and Slashing", it was obvious that the game was more attractive.

    For the next three days, Bai Yang spent the joy of playing "Civilization 6" online with He Leqin. He Dashao was addicted to cooking and was keen on building wonders.  The situation was dominated by soldiers, and He Leqin demolished the east wall to make up for the west wall, and was beaten to the point of collapse time and time again.

    He Leqin roared in grief and indignation: Can't you let me build a curious view!

    Bai Yang: Your Majesty, the spectacle is detrimental to the country.

    "Civilization" is the real time travel machine.

    As soon as the computer is turned on and turned off, it will be dark as soon as you look up.

    Until noon on October 4th, Bai Yang was ordered by his mother to go downstairs to throw out the trash, and as soon as he walked out of the apartment building, he ran into Wang Ning head-on.

    Wang Ning is not tall, but his middle-aged fat is obvious. The sun is full of oil, and he is bald. In order to cover his shiny forehead, he combed a few strands of hair horizontally across the top of his head from one side to the other. It is a classic  The director of the National Middle School Political and Education Office has a general hairstyle.

    "Uncle Wang!"

    "Hey, Xiaobai." Wang Ning greeted him, "Is your dad home yet?"

    "I just came back from the car." Bai Yang held a garbage bag in his hand, "I'm at home."

    "Where are you taking out the trash? You also know how to help the family. The little pole is really obedient." Wang Ning said, "How many days off do you have for National Day?"

    "My mother asked me to throw it out, and put it away for seven days on National Day."

    "You should study hard in the third year of high school and work hard to get into Nanjing University. Don't be like me and your dad." Wang Ning patted him on the shoulder, "Don't bother with that one.  Talking to myself on ten meters, the back noise is still very loud, I can't hear what I'm saying I'm going to take the college entrance examination soon, it's not good, it's important to rest."

    "It's impossible in Nantah University. If you don't pass the exam, China Southern Airlines is too good." Bai Yang smiled awkwardly, and then he was taken aback again, "Talking to yourself? Uncle Wang, am I talking to myself?"

    "Yeah, who are you talking to?" Wang Ning asked him back, "Is someone talking to you?"

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    Bai Yang threw the garbage bag into the sorting trash bin, feeling very preoccupied and a little dazed.

    He turned his head and glanced at Uncle Wang. Wang Ning's chubby back had already entered the building. He must have been chatting with his father when he went upstairs. Bai Yang knew Wang Ning very well. He didn't often joke with him, and his tone was not  Just kidding.

    Bai Yang stood motionless at the garbage station, frowning, staring at the garbage can for a long time, seemingly in a daze, but his mind was in a mess. Some sanitation workers who cleared garbage came over with bags and turned sideways to avoid it. The sanitation workers watched more  With a second look, he probably didn't know why this young man was standing next to the trash can against the wall.

    Bai Yang never imagined that the normal life he thought he had returned to would be caught off guard like this.?Break, Wang Ning's unintentional words set off a huge wave in Bai Yang's heart, and even made his scalp tingle. The weird radio station that Bai Yang had left behind came back again, and it was in a way he couldn't understand.  .

    How is this going?

    Why did Uncle Wang say he was talking to himself?

    Could it be that the non-committee cannot monitor the signal of BG4MSR?

    In the dark, Bai Yang heard a sharp scratching sound. It was the sound of the physics teacher pushing the coffin board hard in the coffin. Maxwell and Einstein, who had not slept peacefully for a long time, opened their eyes again.

    The sanitation worker cleared the empty mineral water bottle from the trash can, was unscrewing the bottle cap to pour water, and was stunned backwards.

    The young man stared at the bottle in his hand for a long time.

    So she tried to pass the mineral water bottle forward:

    "You want too?"

    Bai Yang went upstairs after throwing away the trash and came home, Uncle Wang was already sitting there chatting with his father, and his mother was setting the dinner plate at the table.

    "Yang, your Uncle Wang is hereYang? Your Uncle Wang is here, why don't you say hello?"

    "It's okay, it's okay, Xiaowen, I just had a face-to-face meeting down here."

    "This kid is really rude."

    Bai Yang turned a deaf ear, just walked across the living room in a daze, walked straight into his room, closed the door, and leaned against the door.

    The eyes fell on the black I725 amateur radio station, there is definitely something strange about this!

    No committee has the ability to monitor all radio activities in the city, whether amateur or non-amateur, unless you are a military station using encrypted calls, otherwise all normal radio activities are under the supervision of no committee, but amateur radio activities  The use of encryption means is strictly prohibited, amateur radio communication must use plain language, and if the other party encrypts the call, Bai Yang cannot receive and decipher it.

    It doesn't make sense that the signal that my broken I725 can receive cannot be received by professional radio monitoring instruments.

    Bai Yang patted his ears lightly with both hands, is there any problem with his mental state?  BG4MSR can't be imagined by yourself, right?

    He shook his head, impossible, his mental state is normal.

    So where is the problem?

    Could it be that she really lived twenty years later?

    Then why didn't I receive my time glue Bai Yang suddenly froze.

    He saw the stainless steel cans on top of the bookshelf.

 Volume Two Smiles Through Time and Space Chapter Sixteen I Am a Cold Star in the Sky

    Pinellia strings the salted fish one by one with a rope. They are all long and thin green striped fish. You don’t need bait to catch this kind of fish, you only need a string hook. They can’t tell the difference between the hook and the bait.  Bite, sometimes four or five fish can be brought up from a pole, and every time I go out to fish, Pinellia can eat two meals of fresh fish, clean the internal organs of the blue sticks, dry the water, and then put them in the hot oil  In the wok, deep-fried until golden, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the herring fish of this season is extremely fat and tender, it melts in the mouth, and tastes fresh and sweet.

    The rest of the fish is salted and hung on the balcony to dry.

    Facing the morning light, the girl's sweaty side face outlines soft curves. Under the sun, her fair skin is almost translucent, and reddish blood vessels can be seen. She stretches her arms while standing on tiptoe to hang fish. Under the black short-sleeved shorts  The back and waist are like wicker newly drawn in early spring.

    Really a beautiful soft girl.

    The next moment, the soft girl caught the American cockroach fluttering in front of her eyes with lightning speed, and pinched it to death with her thumb and index finger.

    Pinellia Seventy-Two Special Skills Diamond Finger!

    After drying the salted fish, the girl picked up the plastic basin on the floor and poured the bloody water into the kitchen drain.

    The dilapidated old vertical electric fan in the living room was shaking its head "clack clack", and it would shake its head off at some point. I don't know how many years this electric fan has been used. The teacher found it from the garbage dump.  It's still usable.

    "Mom and Dad, I'll wash the clothes first and then make breakfast."

    Ban Xia stepped on blue plastic slippers, walked into the bathroom with a patter, grabbed the dirty clothes on the washstand and smelled them.

    A strong sour smell of sweat, Ban Xia frowned and pulled it away.

    Beautiful girls also have taste.

    "Where's the soap where's the soap?"

    The girl stood on tiptoe and tossed and turned in the bathroom briskly.

    I use brown-yellow hard soap for laundry. There are a lot of pinellia stored in it, but soap for bathing is hard to find, especially if it is stored in a place with high air humidity for a long time. The humid environment will make the soap rancid and moldy.

    "Dad—! Mom—! Do you see where the soap is? The soap for laundry Ah, I saw it, I saw it."

    She has a very durable wooden washboard.

    Soak the dirty clothes in the water first, then Banxia moved a small bench and started to rub the clothes.

    "Mom and Dad, I haven't contacted him for three days. Do you think he ignored me?"

    The girl looked down at the blue jeans in her hand, and the foam and dirty water flowed down the gap between her fingers, a little lost in thought.

    "Will he be online tonight?"

    "He said he lived in 2019, Dad, Mom, do you think this is true or not? Does I725 have this function? If it is not true, then he lives in Qinhuai District. Why hasn't he encountered it for so many years?  Woolen cloth?"

    In a world where human civilization is completely destroyed, time has changed from a clear and dense grid to a flowing river. Ban Xia writes down a stroke of paper and draws a circle every day. She may be the last one in this universe.  The timekeeper, the time of the whole universe is decided by her.

    Ban Xia said that today is September 5, 2040.

    Then this huge universe with an observable radius of 45 billion light years is September 5, 2040.

    Ban Xia uses a thick stack of paper for timekeeping. When the paper runs out, she will engrave the time on the wall, on the pillar, on the floor, on the tree trunk, and even on the road.

    In a world where there is only one person left, is it necessary to keep a calendar?

    Pinellia doesn't know.

    She is just following the teacher, and after the teacher is gone, she will continue the teacher's practice. This lonely girl, walking forward alone, lengthens the history of human existence bit by bit.

    Banxia has a mechanical pocket watch, which needs to be wound every day, but the mechanical watch will always become more and more inaccurate, so she found several watches to check the time with each other - and the real and most accurate calibration object is the black moon,  Every night at 6:30, the black moon must appear on the horizon on time, never late.

    When the time is right, Ban Xia only needs to hold the watch in his hand and look at the black moon rising on the horizon from a distance, and he can know whether the watch is going correctly.

    The teacher said that the black moon is so punctual, every day is exactly one minute, its orbit must be a standard circle, and such a standard circular orbit shows that it is not a natural satellite.

    Of course Pinellia knows that it is not a natural satellite.

    When she was born, there was only one moon in this world.

    That's Bai Yue.

    The girl scrubbed the pants clean and wrung them dry, Then shake it off and hang it on the clothes hanger, hang it on the clothesline in the living room, and pat it left and right.

    "If only I could prove to him that I do live in 2040."

    "But apart from myself, no one else can prove what I said."

    "Dad, Mom, it would be great if you could talk."

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    After breakfast, Ban Xia cleaned up the house.

    I have to do a big cleaning once a week. First move my parents to the balcony and put them away, and then use a rag to clean the sofa and coffee table. The solid wood coffee table is very heavy and it is difficult to move.  It was broken, so the teacher replaced it with a wooden one. I think it took a lot of effort for the teacher and her to lift this thing up.

    "I am a cold star in the sky, watching you quietly."

    The girl hummed.

    "You are a mystery spread in the world, shaking the boundless world"

    Pinellia can sing many songs, all of which are taught by the teacher, and the teacher sings very well.

    During the years when the teacher was still alive, she led Pinellia through the deserted streets, driving away nearby wild animals by singing.

    The girl wiped the sofa clean, and then washed the rag in the bucket. After wiping the sofa, she wiped the cabinet.  After cleaning the living room, Ban Xia will go to the balcony to move the parents back, and finally wipe the parents clean.

    Step by step, she made the room clean and bright. Every time she cleaned the room, Ban Xia's mood would improve. Seeing the sunlight coming in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, it seemed to shine into her heart. This is her heart.  Home, her fortress.

    The huge world, the whole city is hers, but she only wants this small corner.

    She is a snail and this is her shell.

    Whenever the sun sets and the double moons rise, the girl curls up on that small bed, holding a fat little plastic desk lamp in her hand.

    "Ask and you will know, my heart is responding to you"

    Ban Xia pulled out the magazine of the pistol, checked the bullets in the magazine, and retreated the 9mm steel core bullets to the coffee table one by one, making a crisp sound.

    Finally she turned the pistol around and looked through the muzzle with one eye closed.

    With a click of the index finger on the trigger, the girl smiled.

    "Ask if you have ever heard, what moved my heart."

    "Unknowingly you have"

    Ban Xia hummed softly.

    "Warm my lonely life."

 Volume 2 Smile Through Time and Space Chapter 17 Alone with the whole world

    ?Clean the house, have breakfast, get dressed in Pinellia, put on a backpack, bring a bow and arrow, insert a dagger and a pistol, and be fully armed.

    Looking in the mirror, she is wearing a light blue sleeveless dress, a refreshing single ponytail, a pistol on her right waist, a dagger on her left waist, a longbow in her hand, a backpack and a quiver behind her back, she looks so heroic  A dashing armed girl.

    Great!

    Ban Xia stretched out her thumb and blinked her eyes.

    "Mom and Dad, I'm going out, I'll be back at night."

    Close the door and the girl goes downstairs.

    The sun is scorching outside, Ban Xia holds up a red umbrella.

    The stored dry food is almost used up, and she has to collect the raw materials for making dry food.

    The distance from Plum Blossom Villa to Crescent Lake Park is so close that you don’t need to ride a bicycle. You just turn a corner when you go out. Banxia takes out a small luggage cart from the back of the stairs on the first floor of the unit building. It has two small wheels and can be used immediately  Get up and stop, or you can pull it diagonally, just like dragging a suitcase. The girl hangs the backpack on the small trailer, and the wheels grind on the rough concrete road.

    In Nanjing in October, the temperature is high. The sun shines on the ground at eight or nine o'clock in the morning, and the heat waves roll up. The air can smell the smell of wormwood. Pinellia knows that there is a large area of ??wormwood nearby.  taller than her.

    She was holding a red umbrella and dragging a cart, walking on the empty street.

    Turn from Clover Park Avenue to the Zijin Bridge, which crosses the narrow lake and faces a huge city gate.  On the surface, you can see the gray-black ancient city wall unfolding in front of you. The ancient city wall is hidden in the green tree canopy. There are three arches under the city wall.  Part of it, so the city wall and the lake are close together.

    The girl stood on the bridge and stopped, turning her head to look at the lake.

    Over the years, the water area of ??Crescent Lake has shrunk a lot. Originally, its water area was shaped like a slender crescent, connected with the water area of ??the moat, and attached to the outside of the ancient city wall. However, the lake has gradually dried up over the past few decades.  There is no crescent moon, and the lake is more abundant during the rainy season in summer, but in winter, the water area will shrink towards the center of the lake, exposing the muddy land along the coast.

    "The water of the West Lake, my tears"

    Ban Xia hummed a song, turned right in front of the gate of Houbiaoying, and stepped into Crescent Lake Park calmly.

    An overview map of the park stands on the lawn next to the entrance. It is located in the dense weeds, and only two golden characters of "Overview Map" remain. The one-person tall sign has been cut in half, and the remaining half  There were a few molten and burnt bullet holes, thick enough to stick a fist in, probably from armor-piercing bullets.

    Entering the garden is a small square, densely paved with small white square floor tiles, and a tall and slender sculpture, which fell down and smashed into two sections, a brown marble column, and a big brass bird stands on the top  .

    The teacher said it was not a big bird.

    is a rooster.

    (actually Suzaku)

    The raw materials of Pinellia's dry food mainly come from Crescent Lake. Fish can be caught in the sea, and meat can be hunted for deer, but starchy food can only be collected from Crescent Lake.

    Holding a red umbrella, the girl walked under the city wall, walked through the dense shade of trees, and looked out to the lake through the wicker. There were green duckweed along the shore.

    Her source of starch is lotus seeds, lotus root and water chestnut in the lake. Summer is the time when the lotus in the lake blooms luxuriantly. Originally, Crescent Moon Lake had a lotus pond for ornamental purposes.  The more it grows, the longer it grows and the more luxuriant it is. In July and August, pinellia came to the lake, and the lotus bloomed in full bloom. The lotus leaves as big as the washbasin overlapped and could not see the water surface.

    A little further along the city wall is the banquet hall of Ye Shanghai Hotel, a building with white walls and red tiles, standing by the lake and surrounded by green lotus leaves.

    They are restaurants built on the lake, but now they can no longer see the original appearance, only the foundation columns and the water platform are left in the lake. On the platform are broken walls, and the red roof and white  the walls.

    Pinellia enters the water from here.

    She took off her shoes and socks, switched to sandals, left her equipment on the shore, climbed over the chain link fence, gave a hard "hey" and jumped onto a large concrete block two meters away from the lake shore, which was half submerged in the water.  , half exposed outside, is a small isolated island.

    This is her official launching point.

    Every time I go down to the lake, Pinellia passes through here. This area of ??water is relatively shallow, and the feet can only reach knees when I step on it. Moreover, large and small construction debris sinks on the shore of the lake, and I can climb up to rest at any time.

    Exploration of pinelliaI stepped my feet into the water and slowly sank into the mud at the bottom of the lake. The lake water was very clear, and the mud started to become muddy when the girl's feet stirred it up.

    The silt can completely bury the ankles. Ban Xia stepped on it hard, and when she stepped firmly, she put her second foot into the water. Both long legs were covered by the cool lotus leaves.

    Pinellia hangs a big bag on its chest, which is used to hold the dug out lotus root or water chestnut. If there is a lotus pod, throw it in. It tilts its head and clamps the handle of the red umbrella with its neck. The umbrella is used to shade the sun, so vicious.  The sun will burn the skin for a long time. Pinellia slowly pokes in the lotus leaves, with her feet. She pokes her feet into the soft mud and gropes among the complicated lotus rhizomes.  It was the swollen root joint of the lotus root. She bent down again, and slowly dug up the silt with her hands. With slow and steady force, she dug out the whole lotus root from under the silt.

    This is a technical job. The lotus root cannot be broken during the process of watering out. If it is broken, it is not easy to preserve. The intact lotus root can be stored for a long time. Pinellia must pull out the whole half-meter-long lotus root from the mud.  Rinse in water again.

    If it is fast, one can be dug out in five minutes, and it can take more than ten minutes to deal with difficult ones. At this time, the girl breaks it off angrily, washes it, stuffs it in her mouth, and chews it. It is right to vent her anger and let it  Dead without a whole body.

    The lotus root just out of the water was not delicious, and the taste was quite astringent, so the girl chewed and vomited with a bitter face.

    Pinellia wanders slowly among the green lotus leaves, carrying bright red umbrellas.

    The girl's tender instep and toes are very sensitive, and the lotus root can be clearly distinguished.

    "Is this it? No."

    "Is this it? No."

    "This one this one is, wow, this one is definitely, thick and long! It's still hard!"

    Ban Xia bent down and pulled it out forcefully, took out her hand and frowned.

    Unplugged wrong.

    What is this black cylinder?

    Whatever it is, it's definitely not lotus root.

    The girl shook her head, and casually threw it onto the dry mud by the lake.

    There is a lot of garbage in the mud at the bottom of Crescent Lake. This is why Pinellia should wear good shoes when entering the water. In addition to stones, bricks, and broken concrete, there may also be broken glass, rusty nails, and other sharp objects on the bottom of the lake.  If you go barefoot, you may cut the soles of your feet.

    Once the neck bag was full, she returned to the shore to unload and sit in the shade to rest.

    On hot days, drink a big sip of water.

    "Wow——! So cool!"

    Pinellia sat on the stone slab by the lake, looking at the green shade on the other side, blowing leisurely.

    A person's life is actually simple and lazy. There has never been anything urgent. Ban Xia can do it whenever she wants, and don't do it whenever she wants. She can continue to dig lotus roots this afternoon.  , You can also sit here wow, she can count the leaves on the tree, you can also squat on the ground to watch the ants move, and you can even close your eyes and rest, letting the breeze and time pass by.

    That was her time alone with the whole world.

 Volume 2 The Smile Through Time and Space Chapter 18 Where's My Title?

    "Yang! Go out to play? Go for a walk?"

    "Not going, you guys go."

    My mother stood outside the closed door, and when she heard Bai Yang's answer, she cast a look at the old man at the entrance: He won't go!

    Then the two went out happily.

    Bai Yang locked himself in the room, and had been sitting for two hours. He propped his head and sat motionless on a chair. There was a time capsule on the desk in front of him. The smooth stainless steel shell elongated his face, like  It is a distorting mirror.

    He felt that he had done something stupid.

    Bai Yang pursed his lips, silently staring at the flattened self on the shell of the time capsule.

    I had already decided that BG4MSR was talking nonsense, that the drama sister was playing tricks on me, and there was no communication through time and space at all—no matter from which point of view, this is the only reasonable explanation, Mr. Einstein and Mr. Maxwell must have  I will definitely agree with this statement, Bai Yang is ready to hold this view unwaveringly for a hundred years, but today's Uncle Wang's visit made Bai Yang hesitate again.

    Wang Ning said he could not hear the voice of BG4MSR.

    This may not prove that BG4MSR really lived twenty years later, but it shows that this matter is not as simple as Bai Yang thought.

    The "Community Garden" project failed, and the other party did not receive the time capsule.

    But it may be because I dug out the capsule myself.

    In other words, he destroyed his own plan by himself.

    ——If Bai Yang's attempt is like a blind man feeling an elephant, then at this moment he can vaguely feel the true appearance of the elephant that time passes by slowly.

    That night, he turned off the light, lay on the bed and closed his eyes. Time rushed silently through the darkness like a turbulent current. He was like a drowning villain, spinning in the silent frenzy.

    Bai Yang couldn't sleep anymore.

    Get up and connect the power, turn on the radio.

    The time coordinate of this moment is 22:33:43 pm on October 5, 2019, 4.4 million years have passed since the birth of human beings, 360 million years have passed since the first vertebrate climbed onto the land, and 360 million years have passed since the birth of the earth  4.6 billion years, 13.8 billion years have passed since the Big Bang.

    The space coordinates of this station are 118 degrees 49 minutes 53 seconds east longitude, 32 degrees 1 minute 54 seconds north latitude, located in the Pisces-Cetus supercluster complex Laniakea supercluster local galaxy group Milky Way Orion spiral arm solar system  On the old desk in bedroom 804, Qinhuai District, Nanjing City, Jiangsu Province, the People's Republic of China.

    If there is an ultra-civilization that transcends the four-dimensional space-time, it can find the I725 in Bai Yang's hand according to the above-mentioned coordinates, but the Poincaré regression is such a terrible mathematical monster, it makes the universe like an infinitely looping video tape,  In the infinitely long time in the past and the infinitely long time in the future, Bai Yang who is sitting at the table and calling at this moment may be the first one, or it may be the first trillion trillion trillion trillion trillion trillion trillion trillion.

    When the super civilization stopped to think and went back infinitely, it couldn't find which Bai Yang was the first to make the above choice.

    When you stare at the universe, it is already playing in a loop. The Big Bang happened a trillion times in the past, and it will happen another trillion times in the future.

    In an infinitely long time, Bai Yang will stop that girl a trillion times and say the same thing a trillion times:

    BG4MSR, I'm going to try again.

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    He is going to try again.

    This time, Bai Yang has learned to be smart, and he can’t step on the pit that he has already stepped on. The last time Time Express failed to deliver it was because he dug it out. This made Bai Yang realize——  In the process of sending time slow delivery, the biggest interference may come from himself.

    Looking at the National Day holiday, there are still two days left.

    Two days is enough for him to toss this time capsule.

    Bai Yang stared fiercely at the stainless steel capsule on the table: You wait for me!  I won't give up until I figure this out.

    With a stubborn temper, no one can help him. He must find out the truth.

    Time Capsule: Blame me?

    Bai Yang decided to bury the time capsule back—of course it couldn’t be buried in the same place, because BG4MSR said that she didn’t dig the time capsule under the floor tiles of the promenade. Assuming what she said is true, it means that in the next twenty years  , the time capsule buried there will definitely be lost and cannot reach the other party, so he has to change the location.

    When he buried the time capsule last time, he chose four reserve locations.

    To bury the time capsule this time, randomly choose one of the remaining three positions.

    &nbsp;This time, Bai Yang imitated Mr. Lu Xun in engraving early words on the table, first wrote "Don't dig it out!" on the paper, and then pasted it on his desk.

    He has to remind himself all the time that he is not allowed to dig out the time capsule, no matter what happens, he is not allowed to dig it out, and he is not allowed to dig it out even if he is forced by a gun.  The time capsule was dug out, so I wrote the names upside down!  If I dig out the time capsule, all the braised chicken I will eat in the future will be ginger!  Coins that fall on the ground will roll into the sewer!  When the mobile phone is out of power, there is no need to find the power bank!  Buying things on Taobao and Jingdong must be familiar with big data!

    This is poisonous enough.

    First of all, I have done enough psychological construction for myself to ensure that I will never touch the time capsule again, and then Bai Yang quietly carried the capsule and shovel on his back and went downstairs.

    The selected location this time is under the lawn and stone rockery in the square of the community.

    In the dead of night, it was almost two o'clock in the morning, and there were very few lighted windows in the residential buildings of the community. Bai Yang looked like a thief, carrying a bag through the lights of the street lamps.

    He looked left and right to find the blind spot of the surveillance camera, and then sneaked into the lush bushes while the camera was not paying attention.

    As long as he hides in the bushes, the surveillance will not be able to capture him.

    Bai Yang put down his backpack, hid in the shadow of the bushes, knelt down on the lawn and began to dig a hole. First, he carefully dug out a complete piece of the turf and put it aside. After burying the time capsule later, he had to dig the turf.  Cover it back and restore it to its original state, then pick up the shovel and start digging. The soil under the lawn is soft at first, but it starts to harden after less than a stroke of depth. When the shovel is inserted hard, the hard stone can be clearly felt.

    To completely bury the 20cm-long time capsule without being easily discovered, the pit must be at least 40cm deep. Bai Yang used a shovel to draw a circle with a diameter of more than ten centimeters on the ground, and then went down inside the circle.  Dig a hole to a depth of thirty centimeters, and finally insert the time capsule vertically to see if it fits.

    Bai Yang was working in full swing, when a heavy voice suddenly came from the path outside the lawn:

    "Who's there?"

    This voice scared Bai Yang out of his soul.

    "Who's there? For what?"

    Immediately following the sound of footsteps, Bai Yang looked up, and the bright beam of the flashlight swept over.

    ? I'm sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

    Bai Yang sweated profusely.

    security guard!

    Alarmed the security guards!

    I was so focused on digging the hole that I didn't even notice anyone nearby!

    The sound of footsteps was approaching, and the security guards on night patrol stepped into the lawn while asking questions.

    "Is anyone there? Come out come out!"

    Bai Yang didn't have time to tidy up, so he frantically stuffed the shovel into his bag and then backed away, away from the rocky rockery. The time capsule was left in the pit before he had time to take it out. At this time, he couldn't control so much.  Dead, staying up late at night and digging holes in the lawn of the community, tomorrow will be able to be on the local news in Nanjing, the dog's life is the most important thing.

    Bai Yang slipped away, turned his head to look, but the security guard did not catch up, his flashlight stopped on the edge of the rockery, obviously found the hole in the ground and the time capsule.

    At this moment, Bai Yang only had two words in his mind:

    Fuck me.

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 Volume 2 The Smile Through Time and Space Chapter 19 The Third Action

    The plan to bury the time capsule was disrupted by the community security uncle. Bai Yang was sleepless all night, tossing and turning, secretly worried. He left the time capsule at the scene of the crime, no doubt someone discovered it, but he didn’t know what the security would do with the capsule.

    The next morning, Bai Yang went downstairs to throw out the garbage, and went around the lawn of the square, but noticed that the lawn was severely trampled, and there were bright yellow isolation strips scattered on the surrounding paths.

    What's going on here?

    Back home, Bai Yang asked about his father.

    The old man was burying his head in drinking soy milk. He raised his head and said, "You don't know? This morning, there was a frying pan in the owner group, and it was said that a suspected explosive was found downstairs at night."

    Bai Yang was drinking porridge, and this time he choked in his throat.

    "Cough cough cough what? Explosives?"

    Dad nodded.

    "It was said that the security guards found it, and they called the police, and the police all came."

    "What happened this morning?" Bai Yang was dumbfounded.

    "What happened this morning."

    "Well then what?" Bai Yang asked.

    "Then nothing happened. The police came to check and said it wasn't a bomb." The old man said, "It was probably a prank. I don't know who buried an iron lump in the lawn, but it scared the property enough."

    Bai Yang ate silently without speaking.

    If he dared to say that the basket was poked out by himself, he would not be sentenced to life imprisonment by his mother and be grounded for life.

    On the one hand, he was thankful that he had been careful not to let the surveillance cameras capture him, otherwise he would really have died.

    Bai Yang could even imagine that the police uncle and the community property were sitting in front of the surveillance cameras this morning, wondering who the kid who flashed past the camera's field of vision was.

    On the other hand, the time capsule that Bai Yang was about to send out was confiscated, and now he doesn't know where it is.

    Alas, if you don't like it, things are often eighty-nine, but you can say nothing about it.

    What should I do next?

    Prepare another time capsule and send it to her?

    It can only be so.

    Bai Yang finished his meal with a heavy heart, returned to his room, took out his mobile phone and placed another order, from the time capsule to the tritium tube to the photo frame, he bought all the things he bought last time.

    Spending money is a trivial matter, but the action plan will inevitably be postponed, and the National Day holiday will end after two more days of delay.

    Once back to school, the ensuing heavy studies will undoubtedly occupy a lot of his time and divert his main energy.  Head is big.

    At that time, the slow delivery will not have time to deliver at least until the weekend of next week.

    This push is a week.

    Just when Bai Yang thought that this matter must be postponed, a turning point happened.

    That afternoon, Bai Yang was sent by his mother to find a hardware store to buy two fixed sockets. The plugboard in the kitchen was in bad contact and he had to buy a new one to replace it.  After a momentary glimpse, I suddenly found a familiar stainless steel cylinder lying horizontally on the table in the security booth.

    Damn it!

    He immediately braked, put his feet on the ground, and subconsciously stopped the car.

    "Xiao Yang?"

    Sitting inside is Cai Dong, the old security guard of the community for many years, watching Bai Yang grow up, Bai Yang's old acquaintance.

    "Uncle Cai!"

    "Where did you come from?" Uncle Cai poked his head out and asked.

    "I'm buying a socket for my mother. The socket in the kitchen is broken." Bai Yang shook the bag in his hand, and while answering Uncle Cai's question, he secretly stared at the time capsule in the sentry box.

    Just God help me!

    If the time capsule is taken away by the police, then Bai Yang is doomed not to get it back, and can only spend time preparing a new one.

    But it was not taken away.

    If other security guards are on duty now, it would be very difficult for Bai Yang to get it back, but it just so happens that Uncle Cai is sitting in the guard box on duty at the moment.

    "Uncle Cai, what is that?"

    Bai Yang pointed to the time capsule with his chin.

    "This? You mean this?" Uncle Cai picked up the time capsule and shook it, "I don't know what it is. Old Liu found it last night. He thought it was a bomb, and he was shocked.  I even reported to the police Lao Liu has been messing around all the time, and sooner or later he will suffer from dementia, but the police came to see that it was not at all. The police said it was just pretending.There is a container for things like cold medicine. It's no big deal, so I'll just leave it here and wait for the owner to claim it.  "

    "I know what that is." Bai Yang said.

    "Xiao Yang, do you know?" Uncle Cai was taken aback, "Then tell me what it is?"

    "That's a time capsule."

    "A time capsule?"

    "A time capsule means that you put things in it, then bury it in the ground for many years, and then dig it out." Bai Yang replied, "Finally, you open it, and you can take out the things inside."

    "Why do you bury things in the ground? Can it give birth?"

    Uncle Cai obviously couldn't understand what he was doing.

    "Oh, souvenirs, ah souvenirs, don't you know?" Bai Yang explained, "It's like when you were young, Uncle Cai, you hid the love letters you wrote and dug them out after many years. Wouldn't that be interesting?  Let me miss my lost youth."

    "Then my wife is going to fight with me, and she's still playing tricks on her age."

    "Uncle Cai, let me help you return it to the owner." Bai Yang said, "I know who left it behind."

    "Do you know which one this is from?"

    "There is an old man in Building No. 10 over there. He likes to engage in these bastards. I know him." Bai Yang pointed casually, "Give it to me, and I will help you return it to the owner."

    "Oh, that's great, that's great." Uncle Cai was overjoyed when he heard the words, "The property manager sent a lot of notices in the owner group, but no one came to pick it up, and I was still worried about how to deal with this thing, so I kept it here  It's not an option either."

    Uncle Security gave Bai Yang the time capsule.

    "Send it to the owner." Uncle Cai urged.

    "Leave it in my hands." Bai Yang patted his chest, "Are you still worried about my work?"

    "Don't worry! Don't worry!" Uncle Cai patted Bai Yang's shoulder vigorously with his big rough hand, laughing, "This little pole."

    Just like that, Bai Yang took back the time capsule, and he called this successful action: "Exhausting all scheming, clever words to outwit the old comrades; not talking about martial arts, little Bai Yang tricked Uncle Cai Dong".

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    That night, Bai Yang persevered and committed to committing the crime again.

    He will gain a new wisdom after taking another fall.

    He buried the pit where the time capsule stepped on the previous two times, and this time he will not step on it again. He opened the time capsule and confirmed that the medicine letter paper and time markers inside were still intact, so he sealed it again and was ready to act!  Before going downstairs, Bai Yang walked seven steps forward and then left and right, pointing to the sky with one hand and pointing to the ground with the other, and said silently: In the sky and on the earth, never dig a hole!

    Just like the Buddha's asceticism, he resolutely restrained the idea of ??digging out the capsule again. At this moment, he is Adam. Anyone who tempts him to dig out the capsule again is the devil. Once he digs out the capsule, he will be driven out of the Garden of Eden!  Lost the chance to run happily naked with Eve!

    Bai Yang felt that the psychological construction he had done for himself was already as tall as the Burj Khalifa, so he put on his equipment and went downstairs quietly.

    Dodge the camera all the way, and at the same time observe the surrounding environment carefully, avoid the security guards on night patrol, and choose the predetermined location.

    After much tossing and sweating, Bai Yang finally buried the capsule.

    Then excitedly came back to notify BG4MSR, so that she can dig the capsule.

    And the final result of this operation——

    As expected, it failed.

 Volume 2 The Smile Through Time and Space Chapter 20 The Fourth Attempt

    But failure is a good thing.

    "BG4MXH, why is failure a good thing? OVER."

    "BG4MSR, because failure can rule out certain possibilities, it's like doing an experiment, but most scientific research is theory before practice, and ours is practice before theory, and continuous failure can bring us closer to the truth, OVER  .”

    "So what possibilities have you ruled out now? OVER."

    "I have confirmed one thing now, and I have some inferences in my mind, but I am still not sure whether it is reliable and feasible, and I still need to try, OVER."

    "What's up?"

    "I can't tell you for the time being, I'm going to consult someone with a bigger brother tomorrow, OVER."

    "Tell me."

    "No, wait until I go to the boss for advice, OVER."

    "BG4MXH, who is the bigger boss?"

    "Professor of Physics at Nanjing University."

    "Nanjing University'sphysicsprofessor?"

    The little head on the opposite side obviously didn't understand what the combination of these three words meant.

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    The next morning, Bai Yang took Metro Line 2 to Line 1, got on the train from Muxuyuan Station, got off at Gulou Station, and arrived at the Gulou Campus of Nanjing University.  The four golden characters on the gray marble said that you should work hard to get admitted here, but at that time, Bai Yang was still debating whether he should go to Tsinghua University or Peking University, and he didn't care about Nantong University at his doorstep, and he was quite arrogant, unlike now.  Bai Yang, if South University is willing to give him an admission letter, he can kowtow all the way from Zijin Mountain to Xuanwu Lake.

    Following his memory, Bai Yang walked along the path, passed the stadium and turned right, then passed the Southwest Building and the Graduate School, made several turns, and finally found the Physics Building, an old gray building with three signs hanging on the forehead of the gate.  A big golden character "Physics Building".

    Then they blocked Zhao Bowen at the door of Zhao Bowen's office.

    "Oh, Yang Yang!" Zhao Bowen was a little surprised. He was about to go out with a book under his arm and a glass of water in his hand. "What kind of wind keeps you here?"

    "Uncle Zhao!"

    Bai Yang's eyes lingered on Zhao Bowen's head for a few more seconds. Although Zhao Bowen is a professor of physics at Nantah University and has a head with a high IQ, for some reason he can always maintain a thick head of black hair.  He was about the same age as his father, Uncle Wang, but Uncle Zhao looked the youngest among the three.

    "Is your dad okay?"

    "Alright." Bai Yang cut to the chase, "I have a question I want to ask."

    "Ask me a question? Let's talk as we walk." Zhao Bowen grabbed Bai Yang's shoulders and led him along. The two of them walked through the bright corridor. "If you have any questions, just tap me on WeChat. Why?  You still mobilize people to come to me Hey, Teacher Liu, hello, are you going to class?"

    "The problem is very complicated, and I can't explain it clearly in one or two sentences."

    "Oh? Not the high school physics paper?"

    "No." Bai Yang shook his head.

    "What do you say."

    "Uncle Zhao, do you think it is possible to communicate through time and space?" Bai Yang asked, "For example, people in the present can contact people in the future, or people in the past?"

    Zhao Bowen frowned, turned his head and glanced at him, "Are you writing science fiction?"

    "No, no, I just want to ask."

    "Well Actually, I think it's more appropriate to ask Liu Diangong this question. After all, I'm not engaged in science fiction research." Zhao Bowen rubbed his chin and thought, "According to my rough understanding, I think it's impossible, at least for human beings.  All the theoretical evidence available now does not support this happening."

    "Must it be impossible?"

    "That's not necessarily the case. If you refer to a higher dimension, a field that is more mysterious and incomprehensible to humans, then you can't be sure." Zhao Bowen pushed the tortoiseshell glasses on the bridge of his nose, "  You know that our current understanding and exploration of this world is still very rough, but it is in the field of science fiction, such as "Back to the Future" and "Interstellar Crossing". I am just a poor, weak and helpless associate professor, Professor Lian Shengzheng  It’s all far away, how do you know this kind of thing?”

    "Then Uncle Zhao, let's assume that this situation exists." Bai Yang said, "If you get in touch with a future person"

    "Then I hope he can tell me where house prices are going to skyrocket."

    "If you get in touch with a person from the future, you need to give him something, a time capsule, with an interval of twenty years." Bai Yang said, "Uncle Zhao,??What method will be used?  "

    "Bury it in the ground." Zhao Bowen said, "Did you ever learn a text called "Kolya's Little Wooden Box" when you were in elementary school? The Chinese textbook of the People's Education Edition is about a child who escaped from the war.  The wooden box was buried in the ground and the story was dug out after the war Is this text deleted now?"

    Bai Yang froze for a moment.

    "It's not that simple."

    "It's not that simple?"

    "It will fail." Bai Yang nodded, "The other party can't receive it."

    "How do you know you will fail? Have you tried?"

    "Uncle Zhao, suppose you got in touch with that future man after burying it, but the other party told you that she didn't dig it." Bai Yang said, "What would you do?"

    "That may be disturbed by construction in the future." Zhao Bowen said, "Just dig it out and bury it in another place"

    He paused suddenly while talking, then shook his head slowly.

    "No."

    "What's wrong?"

    "The effect here is the cause." Zhao Bowen said, "You dug it out again because the other party didn't find it, but it was precisely because you dug it up again that the other party didn't find it  Have you seen it? This is why hyperspace communication is impossible in our universe, which cannot exceed the speed of light. Our universe does not allow this kind of thing to happen, unless you can move faster than the speed of light and break through the basic rules of this universe.”

    "Assume that hyperspace communication has already occurred, and the basic rules of the universe are broken by something unknown."

    "You are messing around."

    "I'm just messing around, Uncle Zhao, I asked you to deliver capsules to people in the future. To ensure success, what should you do?"

    "Then it's a nonsense question." Zhao Bowen saw that he was not asking a serious question, so he was not serious at all, "I will prepare 10,000 time capsules, and they will be buried everywhere in the world. There will always be one that he can receive.  .”

    "It must be operable."

    "Then eliminate all possible interference." Zhao Bowen said, "You are the one who buried the time capsule, so the biggest uncertain factor is actually yourself. In order to prevent yourself from digging it out again and preventing it from being paved  For construction interference, pick a place where you can't dig it out, and it won't be dug by others, bury the time capsule in it, and fix it for twenty years."

    Bai Yang nodded slowly.

    "Why do you ask me these questions?" Zhao Bowen asked, "Yang Yang, have you contacted the future man?"

    "Yes." Bai Yang nodded, "But I don't know if it's true or not."

    Zhao Bowen was taken aback for a moment, then laughed.

    "Okay, okay, remember to ask him to tell you where the house prices will rise next year!"

    Can't dig by myself.

    Will not be dug.

    This is the purpose that Bai Yang pursued in his fourth attempt.

    He dug up the time capsule that had been buried last night, and was about to try for the fourth time - when he dug out the capsule, his heart skipped a beat.

    broken.

    It was dug out again.

    Bai Yang stared blankly at the stainless steel capsule covered in dirt in his hand.

    No wonder the attempt last night failed.

    It seems that no matter how much psychological training is done, it’s useless, it’s like fate, there seems to be an invisible force manipulating him in the dark—— Bai Yang thought that what made him act was his own free will, his own.  Subjective initiative, but his subjective initiative just made things develop to the predetermined result. Even if no one forced Bai Yang to dig, Bai Yang would dig by himself.

    It is useless to rely on yourself, you can only rely on external forces.

    That afternoon, Bai Yang took a two-hour car trip to the furniture and building materials city, and bought a bucket of white latex for glass and wood. He originally wanted to buy cement, but it was really difficult to buy cement in the city.  I had to settle for the next best thing and bought a small bucket of white glue.

    That night, after Bai Yang dug the hole and buried the time capsule, he poured the adjusted latex into it, allowing the thick glue to completely submerge the stainless steel capsule.

    After the latex is solidified, the capsule is completely fixed in the pit. It is said that the Japanese underworld will pour the enemy's cement into a pile and sink it into Tokyo Bay to destroy the corpse. The gods can't find it. Baiyang can't find the cement, so he can only use it.  The white glue achieves a similar effect. He needs to pour a capsule pile. When the white latex is completely solidified, Bai Yang can't dig out the capsule by himself.

    Now he is not afraid that he will be cheap in the future, even if he wants to dig it in the future, he will not be able to dig it out.

    It should be safe now.

    This is Bai Yang's fourth attempt. Time passes slowly.

    So what about the result of the fourth attempt——

    There is no doubt that nature still failed.Try time-lapse.

    So what about the result of the fourth attempt——

    There is no doubt that nature still failed.

 Volume 2 Smile Through Time and Space Chapter 21 Deceived the World

    Ban Xia is probably used to failure.

    She slowly pushed the dirt back into the hole, filled it up, compacted the soil with her palms, then knelt down on the grass, propped herself up on her hands, and stared blankly at ten fingers digging into the loose brown dirt  .

    The girl let out a long breath.

    The withered yellow weeds caught between her fingers were gently crushed by her, and turned into a small ball between her palms.

    She clapped her hands, got up from the grass, and dusted off her clothes and trousers. The moonlight was very bright tonight, and the silent Nanjing was immersed in the cold silver moonlight. The sharp silver light cut the city under the night into black and white, black moon  Hanging on the other side of the sky, it is called the black moon because it is very dark, far darker than the white moon, and looks like a gray disc.

    The teacher told me not to go out when the double moon rises, because the night is dangerous.

    The girl stood upright in the moonlight and looked up at the starry sky. There is no light pollution in the deserted city. The bright and deep Milky Way crosses the top of the head and falls below the horizon in an unreachable place. She is wearing a light-colored suit  The nightgown exposed clean thighs and arms, the two arms and the long black hair were hanging down freely and softly, and the ten fingers were slightly curled.

    This girl's body is actually quite thin. Normally, she squeezed out strength from her bones to support the image of a powerful doomsday survivor, but when she disarmed, Ban Xia suddenly became lonely—she was still only a nineteen-year-old girl.  A young girl, if she is not holding a knife or gun, her hands will be much slender than that of an adult man.

    Under the moonlight, the girl's complexion is extremely white. From a distance, she looks like a faint ghost.

    Occasionally Ban Xia would think, maybe he is really a ghost?

    She is just a ghost who does not want to leave this world. When everyone has left here, only she is still stubbornly wandering aimlessly in the city.

    If those animals were intelligent and could communicate, they might think of themselves as a terrible female ghost. When the wild buffaloes passed by in groups on Clover Park Avenue, they would whisper like this:

    Did you know, old ass, there's a female ghost upstairs over there!

    Really? Big dung bag, what kind of female ghost?

    She doesn't appear often, sometimes she appears on the top floor, and then disappears all at once.

    It can't be a living person, big dung bag?

    The living people have long since died, so where are the living people?  That's the ghost, old ass.

    Wow, it's scary, it's scary, let's go, let's go.

    Leave after shitting.

    Ban Xia opened her hands, facing the moon.

    I am still alive.

    "ha!"

    The girl yelled loudly and clenched her fists.

    Simultaneously imagine the moon exploding.

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    "BG4MXH, dear Mr. BG4MXH, I didn't dig anything. I didn't see the time capsule you mentioned. The plan failed again, OVER."

    Ban Xia sat on the chair with her buttocks, her upper body lying on the table, wearing earphones on her head, holding a microphone in her hand, and said dully.

    "BG4MSR, this is a good thing, OVER."

    The other party replied.

    "BG4MXH, why is it a good thing again? OVER."

    "BG4MSR, because failure is success. Mother, through experiments, I am eliminating possibilities one by one. I believe that I am approaching the truth, OVER."

    "What truth?"

    "The truth is that you are fooling me, sister."

    "Um——?"

    Ban Xia pronounces it from the nose, the higher the pitch, the higher the eyebrows.

    "Okay, let's not consider this truth for now, put it on hold, BG4MSR, I have a speculation, but I don't know if it is true, OVER."

    "You talk, I'm listening."

    "Listen clearly. My guess is: as long as it is a time capsule that I personally buried, there is a high probability that it will not be delivered to you." A clear young male voice came from the earphone, "Can you understand? I don't know  Whether it is right or not, it has yet to be verified, but I have this intuition - in the slow delivery of time, as the courier, I must not bury it with my own hands, otherwise the delivery will fail, OVER."

    Ban Xia pondered for a moment.

    "BG4MXH, why is this happening? OVER."

    "BG4MSR, because as long as the time is long enough, no one can be trusted, including myself, OVER."

    "You mean you're going to dig it out?"

    "Not only that, you know that people are such vile creatures, the more you can't touch something, the more you want to touch it, there areThe less you can think about something, the more you have to think about it, so the person who buried the time capsule will interfere with the capsule sooner or later. Today I asked Uncle Zhao, and Uncle Zhao said very directly that the capsule should  Put it out of reach of anyone including myself, so I bought white glue and poured it in the pit, but it turns out that the glue is not enough, it is not enough to resist yourself or others in the next twenty years  interference with it.  "

    "Uncle Zhao?"

    "It's that big boss."

    "Okay, big brother, what's next?"

    "So I further concluded that relying on my own ability, it is difficult to put the time capsule where no one can reach, unless I take a boat now and throw the time capsule in the middle of Xuanwu Lake-but then you will not be able to find it  Here it is, the problem is here, the location where the time capsule is buried must ensure that you can dig it out, it is meaningless to throw it away, but then I will definitely be able to dig it out, so, I must not know the time capsule  exact location!"

    Ban Xia froze for a moment.

    "Can't you know the location?"

    "Yes, I cannot know the location."

    The earphones paused, and the voice continued:

    "I don't think this world will allow our plan to succeed so easily. In the dark, it will definitely set up many obstacles, so we have to fool it and not be discovered by it, but the premise of fooling the world  To fool ourselves."

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    The next day.

    On the last day of the National Day holiday, the second time capsule and tritium tube that Bai Yang bought arrived.

    He didn't care about the time capsule that was buried and filled with glue. Even if he knew that the capsule was not delivered to BG4MSR in the end, he didn't dig it anymore. No matter how cheap his hands are, he should chop it up.

    Just let that time capsule go.

    In the turmoil and wandering of the next twenty years, where the time capsule will end up will depend on its fate.

    Bai Yang spent the whole morning installing the tritium tube. This time, the painting he used was "Ma Baoguo Raids on Pearl Harbor".

    Next, he copied the letter as it was, and drew a big smiling face on the back of the letter.

    Put all the medicines, letters, and time indicators into stainless steel capsules, and then Bai Yang wrapped the capsules layer by layer with opaque waterproof plastic cloth, wrapped many layers, and tied them tightly with ropes, which looked like a package.

    After everything was ready, Bai Yang took out his mobile phone.

    I looked through the address book, and then called Yan Zhihan's number.

    "Hello? Brother Yan? Do you have time now? Can you come over and do me a favor? ?

 Volume 2 The Smile Through Time and Space Chapter 22 Bai Yang's Stalingrad Counterattack

    Yan Zhihan arrived soon. Her family lives in Sifang New Village, not far from Meihua Villa. She took bus No. 59, and the journey took at most half an hour.

    The girl was wearing a white shirt and denim skirt, standing downstairs with an umbrella.

    "What's the matter? You are so anxious to find me."

    Seeing Bai Yang looking around and sneaking downstairs, not knowing what he was holding in his arms, Brother Yan took two steps forward and asked at the same time.

    "Brother Yan, please do me a favor." Bai Yang said solemnly, "Life is at stake."

    "Okay, tell me." Yan Zhihan nodded, "What do you want me to do?"

    Bai Yang handed her the plastic package in his arms, Yan Zhihan put the umbrella on the ground, reached out to take it, weighed it, and looked it up and down curiously.

    "what is this?"

    "Aircraft Cup."

    "ah?"

    The girl shook her hand, and the plastic package almost fell to the ground. Her eyes were wide open, and her small mouth could not be closed for a long time.

    "This, this, this, this, thisbut what does this have to do with human life?"

    Yan Zhihan thought to herself, could it be that too many of your descendants died in this thing?

    "My mother is checking my room. If she finds out, I will die?" Bai Yang explained, "Isn't this life-threatening?"

    "Thenthen what am I going to do?" Yan Zhihan asked, "Will you keep it for you?"

    "No, no, how can you, a girl, keep this thing at home? How can you explain it when your parents found it?" Bai Yang shook his head, "Just help me hide it."

    Holding the plastic package in his arms, Brother Yan thought about it carefully. It is really not easy to store this thing at home.

    How to explain if found out by parents?

    "Then where do you hide it?"

    "Crescent Lake."

    The girl was slightly surprised: "Throw it into the lake?"

    "Yes, Brother Yan, you need to find a hidden place by the lake and hide it so that no one else will find it. You see, I wrapped it tightly with plastic sheeting, completely sealed, and not afraid of water, but you can't  Throw it somewhere too hard to find because I'm going to have to get it back later."

    "You——will you take it back in the future—?" Yan Zhihan said word by word, "Do you still want to use it?"

    "Yes, after the catastrophe, I will meet it again. After all, it took so long to develop feelings." Bai Yang nodded, "It remembers my appearance."

    The girl opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

    She didn't expect that she was called here just to do this, it was outrageous.

    "After you hide it, Brother Yan, you can use WeChat to tell me the exact location, but you can't type, and you must not type." Bai Yang made another strange request, "It must be voice."

    "Why?" Yan Zhihan was puzzled.

    "Because my mother knows how to check chat records." Bai Yang put all the blame on his mother, "If my mother finds out, I will die. For the sake of my life, you must send a voice note."

    "Send a voice note?" Yan Zhihan confirmed it.

    "Yes, send a voice note."

    The girl nodded, she didn't think about whether the outrageous reason of Little Aries was tenable, nor did she think that WeChat could delete chat records, she just thought it was strange that hiding a masturbation cup was so motivating.

    Maybe boys are such weird creatures, right?

    "Okay, after I hide it, I will use WeChat to tell you the location."

    "After this matter is completed, Brother Yan, you must help me keep this secret, and don't mention it in front of anyone on any occasion." Bai Yang clasped his hands together, "Otherwise I will die, and then I will stand on the Zijin Bridge  Jump into the lake and kill yourself."

    "Okay, okay, I'll forget about it after today." Yan Zhihan rolled her eyes, "Remember to treat me to milk tea after it's done."

    "Definitely! Definitely! Brother Yan, this matter must depend on you. I will never forget your great kindness." The mobile phone in Bai Yang's pocket vibrated at this moment, he took it out and took a look, his expression changed, "I  Mom is calling me again, I'll go up first, Brother Yan, I'll wait for your good news!"

    "Okay, you can rest assured to give your girlfriend to me!"

    Bai Yang hurriedly returned to the unit building, stepped on the stairs and turned a corner, reached out and pressed the alarm clock of his mobile phone, he climbed up to the third floor, stood in the stairwell and looked out the window, watching the back of Brother Yan holding a black parasol gradually fade away  go.

    This matter can only be done by Yan Zhihan.

    The little girl is cheeky??, helping to hide the airplane cup will not be publicized everywhere. Based on Bai Yang's understanding of Brother Yan, after today, she will never mention it.

    If it was changed to He Dashao, it would be over.

    He Leqin is less moral than Bai Yang. This guy is young, has read countless movies, has a pair of insightful eyes, and has reached the realm of enlightenment. Young Master He once said: A third-rate old driver recognizes the number by the actress, a second-rate old driver recognizes the number by the scene, and a first-rate old driver  Identify the number based on the male actor - but he is a chicken killer among the old drivers, he can identify the number based on Tintin.

    Ordinary people are just—

    "I've seen this actress before!"

    "I've seen this plot before!"

    But He Leqin slapped the table:

    "I've seen this dick before!"

    If He Leqin were to help hide the time capsule, he might ask Bai Yang to take a look and taste the model.

    Watching Yan Zhihan disappear at the corner of the path, Bai Yang turned around and climbed up the steps step by step. He still had no idea, but today's plan is his final plan, it is his Stalingrad counterattack. If he fails this time,  Then he can really have nothing to do, Stalin will be driven into the Bering Strait to fish with Siberian brown bears.

    During this operation, Bai Yang didn't know the specific location of the time capsule, and Yan Zhihan didn't know what was inside the package—at this moment, Bai Yang didn't know, and this was actually the second key element of the slow passage of time.

    Bai Yang later summarized it into the principle of double blindness.

    The so-called double-blind principle is an element that Bai Yang and others have gradually summarized in the time-delivery experiment and needs to be followed, that is, the carrier cannot grasp all the exact information of the goods—whether it is a time capsule or other things, this principle is reflected in  At the operational level, at least two people are needed to bury the time capsule. The person who knows what the capsule is cannot know where it is, and the person who knows where it is cannot know what it is.

    Dividing the carrier of Time Express into two, or even into three, or four, can minimize the influence of the carrier himself on the capsule.

    Much later, Zhao Bowen interpreted it as a means to weaken the "purposiveness".

    The lower the "purposiveness" is weakened, the higher the possibility of the success of Time Slow Transition.

    The principle of double-blindness is only one of the methods to achieve this effect. Of course, there are many other methods that can weaken the purpose of slow time travel, so as to deceive the big filter of this world. Some methods are very powerful, but cost a lot of money and rely on personal strength  It couldn't be done at all—in the following days, the National Emergency Response Team implemented the most powerful means of weakening in history in order to provide super strategic support to Pinellia to ensure its success.

    But that's a story

 Volume 2: A Smile Through Time and Space Chapter 23: Like Standing on the Top of a Rainbow

    Crescent Lake is the boss.

    It is part of the moat of the old city of Nanjing, so it is a very narrow water area, and it is almost three kilometers to walk around the lake.

    In the scorching sun, Yan Zhihan walked on the path around the lake with a parasol and a package in her arms.

    The girl whispered in her heart.

    What's wrong with me to do such an outrageous thing.

    The little white sheep told her to find a hidden place so that this thing would not be snatched by others, but who would want this thing except the fisherman?  Will anyone else recognize this thing as the Millennium Ganoderma lucidum?

    But he can't just throw it into the center of the lake, because he will have to fish it back later.

    Actually want to get it back?

    Could it be that boys have such deep feelings for the things they stabbed?

    Brother Yan shook his head.

    She cast her eyes on the sparkling water of Crescent Moon Lake. The lake is very deep and the waters are so vast. If she really threw the package into the water casually, no one would be able to find it back. Little Aries would lose his beloved.  Girlfriend, so it is really not easy to find a position that is unknown and accessible.

    Entering from the gate of Crescent Lake Park, Yan Zhihan turned right first and walked around the lake counterclockwise. The vegetation along the shore of Crescent Lake is very lush, and girls do not need to hold an umbrella when walking in the shade of verdant trees.

    Observe the environment while walking, Crescent Lake is a park, and there are many people who come here for a walk, so it is a bit difficult to find a place on the lakeshore where you can hide things for a long time. You can only hide under the water, and the little white sheep must be the same  Thinking, so he has done waterproof measures.

    However, the waters along the coast are not suitable, because the water depth is shallow and easy to be seen.

    Yan Zhihan was tired from walking, so she climbed up to the viewing platform by the lake, found a chair and sat down - there is such a facility in Crescent Lake Park, it is built on the edge of the lotus pond, similar to the auditorium of a stadium, from below  There are ten rows of seats, all of which are white plastic seats, and there is a white sunshade roof above the head.

    She sat down on the chair, the plastic seat was hot from the sun.

    Where should I hide this thing in my hand?

    Yan Zhihan stretched her neck and looked around.

    On the opposite side of the lake is the gray-black ancient city wall, under the city wall there are buildings with red tiles and white walls, some are built on the shore of the lake, some are built on the surface of the lake, Yan Zhihan glanced over, wondering if he could throw the package on someone's roof  ——If you can’t throw the roof up, then hide under their feet?  The girl stared at them for a long time, what was that place for?

    I took out my mobile phone and opened the Gaode map. It turned out to be a restaurant.

    The name is "Night Shanghai Hotel Banquet Hall".

    Is there a place to hide packages?

    Yan Zhihan slapped her forehead.

    Throw the package in the water at the foot of that house!

    Is this covert enough?

    And it is not far from the shore, so you can fish it out if you want.

    Just do what you say, the girl walked around half of the Crescent Moon Lake along the path with the package in her arms, and quietly arrived in front of the banquet hall of Ye Shanghai Hotel.  There was a pillar driven into the bottom of the water to support it, Yan Zhihan looked around, the restaurant door was closed, and there was no sound around, no one came out at noon.

    She went down the slope to the lake, leaned over and looked under the restaurant floor, it was very dark.

    It's a good place to hide things.

    Normally no one would come down here, even the garbage collectors would not be able to get in.

    Yan Zhihan checked for the last time that there was no one around, then took a deep breath, said "Hey!" like throwing a shot put, and threw the package in her hand into it.

    The package made a "plop" when it entered the water, and soon sank to the bottom and disappeared.

    Brother Yan looked left and right, then pretended to be a passing person, took up his parasol, and quickly left the scene.

    Back under the city wall, she took out her mobile phone and sent a voice note to Little White Sheep via WeChat:

    "I threw it into the water under the platform of the Ye Shanghai Banquet Hall by Crescent Lake! The third pillar from the inside out! The package is there!"

    You're done.

    · ·

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    That night.

    Bai Yang turned on the computer, and then NetEase Cloud Music.

    Plug in the headphones, turn up the volume of the software and the computer to the maximum, and start playing Wang Feng's "Life in Bloom".

    Wang Feng's hoarse voice began to howl "How many times have I fallen on the road——", ??every note hit Bai Yang's eardrums.?Heart, Bai Yang's head was booming, as if two subwoofers were attached to each ear, and the sound waves resonated and danced in the cranial cavity, the sound was so loud that Bai Yang couldn't hear the gong in the room.

    Bai Yang quickly took off the earphones, it would be fatal to listen to it any longer.

    "BG4MSR, Miss BG4MSR, you must listen to everything I say now, OVER."

    Bai Yang patted his ears, still ringing.

    "Okay, I'm listening, OVER."

    "Listen, BG4MSR, I will play you the specific location of the time capsule next, but only you can hear this information, I can't hear it, so I will plug my ears." Bai Yang said, "After the playback, I will  I will ask you if you heard clearly. If you heard the location clearly, say you heard clearly, and then I will delete the location information of the time capsule. If you didn’t hear clearly, say you didn’t hear clearly, and I will give  Play it again, understand? OVER."

    "Understood, OVER."

    "One thing must be kept in mind, you must never disclose the exact location of the time capsule to me." Bai Yang warned, "I know that the time capsule is in Crescent Lake, so you can only say that it is in Crescent Lake at most, but you must not go any further.  Disclose more detailed information, no matter when, where, at any time and any occasion, understand? OVER."

    "Understood, OVER."

    "Okay, are you ready? I'm going to show you the specific location of the time capsule, OVER."

    There was silence for a few seconds.

    "I'm ready, OVER."

    Bai Yang took out his phone, opened WeChat, and entered Yan Zhihan's chat page.

    The voice message is still there, but Bai Yang has not opened it.

    Bai Yang took a deep breath, put on the earphones, and instantly his mind was filled with Wang Feng's voice.

    "I want a life in full bloom! It's like flying in the vast sky!"

    Immediately afterwards, he held the hand microphone, turned the volume of the phone to the maximum, moved close to the hand microphone and pressed the voice bar to play!

    Bai Yang couldn't hear anything, he seemed to have become a cavity, filled with Wang Feng's extremely penetrating voice, in the hoarse singing, that crucial piece of information was being transmitted from the mobile phone to the radio station, and then being heard by Wang Feng.  It was modulated into a 20-meter-long short wave, and it was received by another pair of quiet listening ears on the empty 14255 frequency band, traveling through 21 years of time.

    At this moment, from ancient times to the present, except for Pinellia, only the universe heard that sentence.

    Looking forward 10,000 years and looking back 10,000 years, Ban Xia is the only person in the world who knows all the exact information about the time capsule.

    Bai Yang held the mobile phone with one hand, and pressed the microphone with the other.

    Wang Feng was still singing, very powerfully.

    "I want a life in full bloom—!"

    "It's like standing on top of a rainbow—!"

    "It's like walking through the bright galaxy, possessing power beyond the ordinary - ?

 The second volume, the smile that travels through time and space, was supposed to be updated today

    As of 12:30 midnight, I have written 3,000 words. This is a big chapter, and it is the end of the second volume. It is very important. I think it needs to be further revised, so there is no time to update it tonight.

    It can only be delayed by one day.

    Please take leave here, I hope you will forgive me

 Text Chapter 24 Smile Through Time and Space

    On the first day after the National Day holiday in 2019, Bai Yang returned to school to take the first monthly exam of this semester.

    The first test is Chinese as usual.

    ? When the preparatory bell rang, the invigilator stepped into the classroom with the test papers and stood on the podium to open the test papers.

    "Now we are about to start the exam. Please don't whisper or look around. If you have a mobile phone, please put it on the podium."

    Bai Yang sat on his seat, holding a black gel pen in his hand. He slowly pushed up the cap of the pen with his thumb, and then let it fall down again. Although he was in the examination room, he was absent-minded.

    He was thinking about the time capsule.

    Can the plan be successful?

    Will the time capsule be found by bg4msr?

    The invigilator handed out the test papers one by one along the aisle. She put the language test paper and answer sheet on Bai Yang's desk, and pressed the edge of the test paper slightly with her slender and strong fingers to prevent the paper from being blown off by the wind, before handing out the test paper to the next student.  Bai Yang was in a daze. He saw white chalk dust on the teacher's fingertips, and the test paper smelled faintly of ink.

    All the examinees who got the papers started to read the questions, but Bai Yang was the only one who was still in a daze.

    The teacher finished distributing the papers, stepped onto the podium, and cleared his throat when the class bell rang:

    "Students, you can write now!"

    As soon as the voice fell, the entire examination room was filled with the rustling of papers being flipped, and Bai Yang's wandering thoughts returned to his body. He subconsciously turned the gel pen upside down, and then began to read the questions.

    However, the black square characters on the test paper were printed on the retina, and flew out from the top of the sky. No matter how you tried to catch it, Bai Yang thought that the test in this state would definitely be over?  He wanted to force himself to concentrate, and read the titles of the Chinese test paper several times, but he only remembered the phrases "Nanjing City", "Grade 3", and "Study Research".

    Are there any other flaws in your own plan?

    Will the time capsule still be disturbed?

    These questions kept popping up in his mind, and Bai Yang couldn't even press the button, like whack-a-mole, pressing the gourd to float the gourd.

    Yesterday afternoon, he asked Brother Yan to help take the capsule to Crescent Lake and hide it—bg4msr once said that Crescent Lake Park is still intact, and the landscape has not been damaged on a large scale, so hide the stainless steel capsule in the lake to avoid the next twenty  The annual probability should be very high.

    If this operation still fails, then he is really lost.

    With Bai Yang's ability as an ordinary high school student, no matter how perfect the plan is, it can only go so far.

    Bai Yang tilted his head and looked out the window. There was a row of pigeons parked on the roof of the teaching building. The sky was blue and cloudless. What was that girl doing at this moment?

    ——The girl is running.

    Ban Xia has never run so fast before, the ground felt like her feet were hot, and she jumped up when her toes touched the ground. After she woke up and had breakfast, she ran all the way to Crescent Lake. She didn't have time to change her clothes, she was still wearing a white nightdress,  Because Crescent Lake is too far away, and it is too unsafe to leave the place of residence at night, Ban Xia couldn't come here last night, so she had to leave early the next morning.

    The girl stopped panting in front of the ruined door of the banquet hall of Ye Shanghai Hotel, bent down to wipe off the sweat, and took off the grass leaves stuck to her hair and clothes.

    Where is that capsule?

    Ban Xia threw down her backpack, took off her shoes and went down to the lake. She didn't expect that bg4mxh would hide the time capsule here, under the ruins of Ye Shanghai Hotel banquet hall. This was a bit beyond her expectation, because she was familiar with this location  , She often digs lotus root and water chestnut here.

    Pillar.

    The third pillar from the inside out!

    The girl bent her knees, her calves and knees were submerged in the lake, and slowly touched it.

    In recent years, the water of Crescent Lake has gradually dried up. Today’s Crescent Lake must be shallower than it was 20 years ago. Pinellia estimated that when bg4mxh buried the time capsule, the water depth under the building platform of the Shanghai Hotel Banquet Hall could submerge up to the thigh  , but now only below the knee.

    It is a good thing that the water is shallow.

    There are so many shallow waters, there is no shortage of food

    Bah.

    It is easy to find capsules when the water is shallow.

    Ban Xia sank her hands in the mud, digging forward bit by bit, but she also had some doubts.

    She is not unfamiliar with the waters of the ruins of the banquet hall. There are many lotus and lotus pods here, Pinellia often forages here, and there is even her royal launching point on the shore.

    But with so many visits, why has she never found the time capsule?

    After groping around under the designated pillar, the girl dug deep and found no time capsule, so she moved to another?When you receive this letter, I am no longer alive.

    What does a person's world look like?  A deserted Confucius Temple, Xinjiekou, Southern Airlines High School and Crescent Lake Park, a deserted Nanjing, there must be no college entrance examination, no math test papers, and no "Small Questions".

    Also, I would love to know how I died, and if you get this letter, I would like you to tell me the cause of my death, and the cause of others, if you know.  "

    I don't know how you died.

    Even if I know, I don't necessarily tell you——

    I will never tell you how you died.

    Absolutely absolutely absolutely absolutely never tell you how you died!

    Absolutely

    don't tell you

    Why did you die?

    Big drops of tears fell on the letter paper, Ban Xia touched her cheek subconsciously, only to find that tears flowed all over her face, when did she start crying.

    Why did you die?

    "Of course, if the cause of my death is too tragic, I hope you will consider it and don't tell me too bluntly, so as not to cause too much mental pressure on me. Twenty years later, I will not be forty years old. When I think that the world will lose  I deeply regret someone so young and promising."

    Bah!

    The girl cried and laughed through tears.

    Bah bah bah bah bah bah!

    "I wish you good health, never forget to bring an umbrella when you go out in the rain, and never get ginger when you eat braised chicken, 73."

    ? Final signature:

    "The bg4mxh who is communicating with you at this moment was twenty years ago."

    On the back of the letter paper is a big smile

 Main Text Chapter 1 The Iron Triangle of Goofing Around Gathers Again

    The next day, the Iron Triangle of idlers in southern Jiangsu, which was once famous in Nanjing and hated by everyone, gathered again at 804, Building 11, Qinyuan, in the Meihua Villa.  Rivers and lakes, some people are born to change the world, such as eradicating the spicy crayfish on the roadside stalls, such as desperately bargaining to make the food stall owner earn two yuan less, the greasy light follows the beer belly.  The fat layer shook together, ah, this dreamy wave, this is the wave that belongs only to middle-aged men.

    "Mom and Dad, I'm back." Bai Yang finished today's exam, went in and changed his shoes in the hallway, and immediately recognized the person sitting in the living room, "Uncle Zhao, Uncle Wang!"

    That shiny head is Uncle Wang.

    Those tortoiseshell glasses must be Uncle Zhao.

    Wang Ning, Zhao Bowen and Dad are sitting on the sofa and chatting in the living room, while Mom is cooking in the kitchen.

    "I don't have much to do recently. There is only one big astronomical observation project, which is a multi-national joint project. The object is the massive black hole in the center of the Milky Way Oh, Yang Yang is back!" Zhao Bowen raised his head, "You have a monthly exam today.  ? How did you do in the exam?"

    "It's okay, at least I finished my English composition." Bai Yang unloaded his schoolbag and held it in his hand.

    "Xiao Yang, take us to see your two-five platform." Wang Ning stood up, "Let's see what's going on."

    Dad and Zhao Bowen also got up. The reason why Audio-Technica gathered here is because of the icon725.

    "Okay." Bai Yang nodded, "It's in my room."

    Last night, Bai Yang woke up his father from his sleep.

    Obviously, my father doesn't believe his son's rhetoric What's wrong with you kid, you wake me up in the middle of the night just to make up stories with me?

    Although he fell asleep, his IQ was still there.

    Bai Yang said that it’s okay if you don’t believe it, since you can’t do anything anyway, so I called Uncle Wang and Uncle Zhao for help, and I told them that it’s fine for them to believe.

    The next day, my father called the two older brothers. Bai Yang repeatedly emphasized that it was urgent and he must arrive as soon as possible, so Wang Ning and Zhao Bowen went to the door together that afternoon, but obviously they didn't believe Bai Zhen's rhetoric.  What's wrong with you, calling yourself in such a hurry just to make up stories for yourself?

    Bai Zhen is also helpless, it is not I who want to make up stories for you, it is my son who wants to make up stories for you.

    Bai Yang put down his schoolbag, sat on a chair, skillfully turned on the radio, and the pale yellow LCD screen lit up.

    Three adults followed him into the room and stood behind him.

    Wang Ning glanced at the table, "How old is it, why are you still so primitive, Xiao Yang, you are also the whole ft8?"

    "My mother usually doesn't let me use the computer." Bai Yang said sullenly.

    "14255, right?" Wang Ning asked, "How much power?"

    "5w."

    "5w engages in short-wave dx?" Wang Ning clicked his tongue a few times, "Xiao Yang, do you like to play qrp?"

    "I don't dare to make it bigger." Bai Yang said weakly, "I don't even have a certificate. Do you think I don't want a 100-watt loudspeaker?"

    "Look, Lao Bai, what did you do? What about your guardian's responsibility?"

    "Go, go, stop talking nonsense."

    "In the current electromagnetic environment in Qinhuai District, can short-wave dx still be used?" Zhao Bowen asked, "I haven't touched this thing for many years. When we were young, the signal was better.  Pass to xy and vk, is it okay now?"

    "It used to be possible to get to p5."

    "Where is p5?"

    "North Korea."

    "When we were young, it was twenty years ago, and it's already gone now." Wang Ning shook his head, "I can't even hear what this crutch is talking about when I'm sitting in the committee, the electromagnetic environment is so bad.  force."

    The three old clappers chatted on their own.

    "What's the name of the other party's station?" Wang Ning asked.

    "bg4msr." Dad replied.

    "Have you ever heard of this call sign?" Zhao Bowen asked, "Is there such a person?"

    "No." Wang Ning shook his head, "This matter is a bit strange. Some time ago, Lao Bai also came to ask me about this call sign. Lao Bai said that Xiao Yang played a short wave and met a girl, and the chat was full of enthusiasm  "

    "There is no enthusiasm! There is no Qingqing me! There is no you and me!" Bai Yang was listening on the channel, took off his earphones in annoyance, turned his head to correct him, and blushed a little with anger.

    He gave Dad a hard look.

    With Dad's thick skin, he is naturally invulnerable.

    "Okay?, there is no enthusiasm, you are a pure and noble revolutionary friendship.  Wang Ning continued, "Because Lao Bai was drinking with me when he said this"

    "What to drink?" Mom poked her head out from behind the door.

    The temperature in the room dropped eight degrees.

    The three men's scalps tightened at the same time, and they held their breath.

    "Drink drink tea." Wang Ning said.

    The mother's stern gaze swept over the three of them one by one, and then disappeared behind the door, leaving behind a cold snort.

    The three men breathed a sigh of relief.

    "Why does Xiaowen make no sound when he walks?" Wang Ning asked in a low voice, "Isn't this really scary?"

    "It's good that you know." Lao Bai whispered, "I live in ghost movies every day."

    "Let's talk about the business, and then?" Zhao Bowen.

    "We were drinking tea at the time, and I thought Lao Bai drank a little too much, and the tea polyphenols were on it, so I didn't worry about it at the time. Later, when I was on duty at Wuwei Committee, I listened to it casually, and I could only hear Xiaobai on 14255.  Yang's voice, he is the only one on the whole channel, I can still hear his voice." Wang Ning continued, "But the signal is too bad, I never heard what he said clearly."

    "Where's bg4msr?" Zhao Bowen asked.

    "There is no such person." Wang Ning said.

    "This is also what makes me feel strange. I didn't believe it at first, but I can't explain why Wu Wei couldn't hear the signal." Bai Yang turned around and hung the earphones around his neck, "The last time I met Uncle Wang, Wang  Uncle said I was talking to myself on the channel, but I was obviously talking to bg4msr."

    "Is it encrypted?" Zhao Bowen asked.

    "Impossible." Wang Ning and Bai Zhen shook their heads together.

    "How high is the sensitivity of the monitoring over there?" Zhao Bowen asked.

    "Full frequency band coverage in the whole city." Wang Ning said, "Unless you are an encrypted military channel, it is impossible not to hear it."

    "It's weird." Zhao Bowen also felt strange, "What kind of new technology is this? Or some kind of electromagnetic magic?"

    As a physics professor, it is impossible for Zhao Bowen to believe in the story of time travel. His first reaction was some kind of new technology, or some kind of clever technique, which can make the signal avoid the monitoring of the committee, and at the same time make an old machine  The old icom725 received Zhao Bowen looked around, looking for a hidden optical fiber under the radio.

    "Professor, what's your opinion?" Bai Zhen asked.

    "I don't make any judgments, hearing is believing, seeing is believing. Let's see it with our own eyes. Regardless of whether Yang Yang's story is true or not, let's see what's going on first. Let Yang Yang talk again tonight.  Try going to bg4msr, if you can get through, then we need to find out how the signal came from, and if we can reverse track and locate the source of the signal, then the truth can be revealed." Zhao Bowen said, "Xiao Yang, you are usually  What time do you want to talk to her?"

    "After ten o'clock in the evening."

    The three of them took out their mobile phones from their pockets at the same time, and glanced at the time.

    It is eight forty-five in the evening.

    "Old Wang, do you have a spectrum analyzer over there?"

    "Yes." Pharaoh nodded, "I'll ask Wuwei to bring one over."

    After all, he took out his mobile phone and dialed:

    "Hello? Xiao Zhu? Ah yes, it's me, can you do me a favor Just bring me a spectrum analyzer, the big one, on the shelf next to my desk, white  Yes, yes, yes, send it to Meihuashanzhuang Community, Clover Garden Street, all right, thank you!"

    Lao Wang is the kind of unscrupulous leader who will call people to arrange tasks after eight o'clock in the evening.

    ?

 Main Text Chapter 2 Change to Xiao Zhu

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    Spectrum analyzers are no strangers. There are big ones and small ones. The big ones are as big and heavy as the old-fashioned oscilloscopes in university physics laboratories, and the small ones are as portable and light as Nintendo handhelds. The function of spectrum analyzers is to detect radio signals  , it can accurately capture the invisible electromagnetic waves in the air and display them with an oscilloscope.

    There is a wave at the frequency of 14mhz, so there is a peak on the horizontal axis of 14mhz.

    There is a wave at the frequency of 144mhz, so there is a peak on the horizontal axis of 144mhz.

    There are several peaks in several waves, double peaks in double waves, and peaks in large waves.

    Soon the uncommitted person brought the spectrum analyzer, and someone knocked on the door, Wang Ning hurried over to open the door, and standing outside was a young man with disheveled hair, sweating profusely, wearing blue short-sleeved  Shirt and black shorts, this is the unlucky guy who was called to help by an unscrupulous leader at night, holding a spectrum analyzer wrapped in wires in his hand.

    After all, he is a newcomer in the workplace who has just graduated and doesn't know how to refuse a job that doesn't belong to him.

    If he was as thick-skinned as Lao Bai, when he received the phone call, he would reply "Oh brother, I'm sorry, I'm busy ah ah".

    At the same time, accompanied by the sound of heavy breathing.

    No matter how unscrupulous the leader is, he retreats at this time.

    Pharaoh is not sure, but he also cares about young people, pay attention to their health, and don't get addicted to it.

    "Brother Wang, I brought you the spectrum analyzer." The young man was out of breath, and he was tired enough to climb the eight floors with such a big thing, "Is this it?"

    "Oh, thank you, thank you! That's right, that's it, Xiao Zhu, you can help a lot." Wang Ning quickly took over the spectrum analyzer, "Are you tired? Sit down and drink some water."

    "No, no, thank you, Brother Wang." Xiao Zhu waved his hand, "If there is nothing else, I will go back first, and see you, Brother Wang."

    "See you tomorrow!"

    The young man turned around and went downstairs in a hurry.

    Wang Ning put the white spectrum analyzer on the dining table in the living room. This thing is larger than the icom725 shortwave radio in the room. It has a white engineering plastic shell and a carrying handle. The left half of its operation panel is a liquid crystal display.  On the right half of the screen, there are neat English and number buttons.

    "What is this?" Mom came out of the kitchen, and took off her apron casually. "You got another radio?"

    "Spectrum analyzer." Wang Ning replied, "Agilent, one set costs tens of thousands of dollars."

    "I got it from Wuwei?" Mom asked, "You know how to use this thing?"

    "I'm an expert." Wang Ning patted his chest, "Do you know when I first used a spectrum analyzer? The first time I operated this thing was"

    "When?" Zhao Bowen asked.

    "Twenty years ago." Wang Ning said.

    "Then you have rich experience." Zhao Bowen said, "Director Wang."

    "Isn't it? At that time, I used an old HP spectrum analyzer to help China Unicom debug the paging station." Wang Ning said, "Test the phase difference between the two antennas of the paging station. Do you know that thing? Because there is a phase difference between the two antennas.  Poor, if you need to unify, you have to use this thing to test, and that is still the era of bp machines."

    "Then when was the last time you used a spectrum analyzer?" Dad asked.

    "The last time was the first time."

    "Are you really a non-committee? Haven't touched a spectrum analyzer for twenty years?" Dad asked, "Why does the non-committee have such a waste like you? Why does the country raise such a moth like you?"

    "Gun Gun, I just said that I didn't operate it myself, but it's okay for me to instruct others to operate it?" Wang Ning said, "The elderly are not allowed to touch fish?"

    He connected the power to the spectrum analyzer, turned on the switch, and the LCD screen lit up.

    The spectrum analyzer is more convenient to use than a radio station. The important point is that it does not need to pick a power source, and it can be used by plugging in a 220-volt household AC.

    Unlike radio stations that can only use direct current, those who play radio stations must always have car batteries at home.

    There is a grid coordinate system on the screen, the x-axis is the signal frequency, and the y-axis is the radiation intensity. A rough yellow jagged line is restless on the coordinate system. The restless line means background noise, and the background noise means that the radio cannot receive  The rustling sound when the signal is received, the snowflakes when the TV has no signal, it may come from humans, it may also come from nature, or even from the cosmic microwave background radiation. In addition to the jagged background noise, there are several obvious raised peaks.

    These peaks are the signals captured by the spectrum analyzer. They may be broadcasts, walkie-talkies, or other radio stations. Radio waves in modern society have no holes.Access is everywhere, and the frequency scanning capability of the spectrum analyzer can theoretically search for electromagnetic waves of all frequencies nearby.

    Wang Ning began to set the basic parameters of the spectrum analyzer.

    Press the "amplitude" button on the right side of the operation panel. The word means "amplitude", which is actually the signal and radiation intensity, and the y-axis parameter is set.

    Wang Ning set the y-axis unit to dbμv.

    Next, set the x-axis parameters - the monitoring range of the spectrum analyzer is the whole frequency band, and it will search for a lot of messy and unnecessary signals, but what Wang Ning needs to monitor is Baiyang's icom725, and the frequency of Baiyang is 14 MHz  , so Wang Ning needs to narrow the scope of monitoring.

    Press the "frequency channel" key on the operation panel. In the upper left corner of the button area, this word means channel. Press it to set the x-axis parameters, which is the frequency monitoring range of the spectrum analyzer.

    "Xiao Yang—!" Wang Ning asked, "It's 14 MHz, right?"

    "right!"

    Wang Ning narrowed the monitoring range of the spectrum analyzer to 5 MHz to 50 MHz.

    "Xiao Yang! Press ptt to try!"

    Bai Yang pressed his hands on the microphone when he heard the news.

    The icom725 transmitter on the table sends signals to the outside world.

    Bai Yang didn't speak, so what the radio station emitted was an unmodulated carrier wave, just a piece of meaningless electromagnetic radiation.

    Immediately, the waveform on the spectrum analyzer display in the living room climbed rapidly, forming a small crest at the position of 14 MHz, which was undoubtedly Bai Yang's radio signal.

    "Look, this is Xiao Yang's signal." Wang Ning pointed to the wave crest on the screen, "Although it is a little weak, it is obvious that it is on the frequency of about 14.255 MHz. Let's just wait for Xiao Yang and that signal.  Connect to bg4msr, let’s try to see if we can catch the other party’s signal, if we can catch it, it’s easy, we have plenty of ways to find the source of the signal.”

    "What if you can't catch it?" Bai Zhen asked, "Didn't you hear the girl's voice when you were listening?"

    Wang Ning pondered for a while.

    "It's unlikely that we won't be able to catch it. It doesn't make sense that we can't receive the signal that can be received by abducting two or five. In case, I mean in case we can't receive it—"

    "What does that mean?" Bai Zhen asked.

    "It means the spectrum analyzer is broken." Wang Ning said, "Let's ask Xiao Zhu to come over and change a spectrum analyzer."

    "If you change to another spectrum analyzer, you still can't receive it?"

    "Then let Xiao Zhu come over and change another one." Wang Ning said.

    "What if the spectrum analyzer can't receive it after changing it all over?"

    "Then change to Xiaozhu."

 Text Chapter 3 There are a thousand old toads in a thousand 59+

    After ten o'clock in the evening, Bai Yang connected to bg4msr.

    Three greasy old men squeezed over to listen to the corner of the wall, winking and showing "you can do it, kid" expressions.

    Bai Yang was very annoyed and kicked the three old Buxiu out.

    "This is Xiao Yang's signal. It's strangewhy is it so weak." Wang Ning pointed to the wave peak on the spectrum analyzer display, looked up at the ceiling, "Are we under the antenna? Old Bai, you are using it now."  What antenna?"

    "The dp antenna." Bai Zhen said, "It's still the same one as before."

    Wang Ning was amazed, "As expected of Lao Bai, I admire you for this. You can set up such a large antenna in the community, and no one complains? Didn't the old man come to the door and say that you have radiation that can cause cancer?  "

    "Yes, they were looking for the property owner, and the property owner came to me." Bai Zhen said.

    "how do you say?"

    "I said that I have all the certificates, and it is a legal erection. If you have the ability, you can go to Wuwei to find Wang Ning. His address is No. 37, Longpan Middle Road, Xuanwu District. Go in and look for the one with the least hair on your head."

    "Fuck." Wang Ning said.

    The wave peak on the display of the spectrum analyzer rises and falls. When it rises, it means that Bai Yang is talking, and when it falls, it means that Bai Yang is listening. The i725 works in half-duplex mode. This thing cannot transmit and receive at the same time. From the perspective of laymen, its use experience  Similar to a walkie-talkie instead of a mobile phone, Bai Yang presses the send button on the microphone, and he cannot hear what the other party is saying. Only when he releases the send button on the microphone can he receive the signal from the other party.

    This is why in radio communication, an "over" or "finished" is usually added at the end of the sentence, just to let the other party know that one's words have been finished and the other party can speak.

    Wang Ning's thinking was very simple. While listening to Bai Yang's voice in the room, they stared at the waveform diagram on the display on the spectrum analyzer.

    "That's right, we are doing an experiment. Do you know about the spectrum analyzer? It is an instrument that can receive and analyze radio waves. It is now placed in my living room." Bai Yang's voice came from the room, "The three of them are  Detection signal, hoping to find the reason for all this, but it is still a preliminary work, over."

    Following Bai Yang's voice, the peak of the spectrum analyzer display fluctuated and jittered. The ssb mode occupies a very narrow bandwidth, so it is a steep and narrow peak like a mortar ballistic.

    Bai Zhen, Wang Ning and Zhao Bowen all heard Bai Yang's "over".

    Well, now that Bai Yang has finished speaking, it is time for bg4msr to speak next. If the spectrum analyzer can receive the signal from that girl, it will raise a peak at 14 MHz

    All three of them stared wide-eyed.

    "Where's Bofeng?" Zhao Bowen asked.

    There are only jagged background noise lines on the spectrometer display.

    There is no peak.

    "Xiao Yang—!" Wang Ning shouted at the top of his voice, "Is she talking?"

    After waiting in the room for a few seconds, Bai Yang replied: "Here!"

    "Why is there no signal when I'm talking? This is really a hell." Bai Zhen murmured, even with such an experienced ham, he had never encountered such a situation.

    "Xiao Yang! Report the RS signal!" Wang Ning shouted again.

    "59+!" Bai Yang replied.

    "Impossible, the spectrum analyzer can't even receive the 59+ signal?" Zhao Bowen frowned.

    "Don't worry, I'll go and see for myself." Wang Ning got up and entered Bai Yang's room.

    As the saying goes, there are a thousand 59+ in a thousand old toads. An unscrupulous toad like Lao Bai can get 59+ just by catching a signal. It is hard to guarantee that Xiao Bai did not inherit his father's habit.

    A few minutes later Wang Ning came back, and Zhao Bowen and Bai Zhen saw a face that was astonishing as ever and now under his shiny forehead.

    What kind of shock does this have to make Wang Ning's old face astonishing.

    "Close your mouth, bald man." Bai Zhen said, "What's the matter?"

    "Old Zhao, if you win the Nobel Prize in Physics, can you give me a name?" Wang Ning asked.

    "Okay, no problem, I will definitely burn it to you on the day I win the Nobel Prize." Zhao Bowen nodded, "Tell me, what's going on?"

    "The signal of 59+ is completely clear and recognizable, there is no problem." Wang Ning sat down on the chair, "I can't explain it, Lao Bai, you didn't do anything wrong, did you? Encrypt the signal?"

    "I don't have that ability." Bai Zhen said, "I don't have that ability."

    There was a strange silence in the living room. My mother came out of the room and saw three men sitting on the sofa and chairs without saying a word. She couldn't help being curious:

    "what happened?"

    &nbsp; "The story compiled by Yang Yang can't be true, right?" Zhao Bowen asked in a low voice, "Is there a signal of traveling through time and space? Is bg4msr really living twenty years later?"

    "You are a professor and you came to ask us?" Bai Zhen said, "Is it for nothing that you have read ten years more than us?"

    "Deputy." Zhao Bowen said.

    "Don't jump to conclusions, let's think of a way."

    As he spoke, Wang Ning took out his mobile phone from his pocket and started dialing:

    "Hey——! Xiao Zhu, hey, that's right, it's me. Where are you now? Are you home yet Ah, that's just right! That's just right! Xiao Zhu, can you do me a favor again? Are you free?  Just go back to the office and help me get another spectrum analyzer, the one from HP, yes, yes, whiteI'm really sorry, I have to trouble you again, and I will treat you to dinner tomorrow."

    After half an hour.

    The breathless young man appeared at the door again, holding a white HP old-fashioned spectrum analyzer in his arms.

    Lao Wang once again asked him to stay and drink.

    Xiao Zhu waved his hand and said no, and disappeared in a flash.

    "What kind of leader are you? The young man worked so hard all night to run errands for you, and you let him drink his saliva?" Bai Zhen was indignant.

    "Whose saliva to drink?" Zhao Bowen asked.

    "You two can't force me to die, right?" Wang Ning put the second spectrum analyzer on the table and connected it to the power supply. "Come on, let's see this one!"

    The first spectrum analyzer could not receive the bg4msr signal, which may be a problem with the spectrum analyzer.

    Then try another spectrum analyzer.

    The three men stared at the display of the spectrum analyzer, and the old HP oscilloscope was emitting a miserable green light. This thing might be as old as the three old things present, but it is old and old, and the golden gun will never fall——Wang Ning’s  The original words are "it is as strong as me and has worked for the health of the motherland for fifty years".

    But the veteran who has always stood firm has also fallen into the sand this time. The second spectrum analyzer can only capture Baiyang, but cannot display the signal of bg4msr. In the end, Wang Ning even moved the spectrum analyzer to Baiyang's room.  The i725 radio station is only one meter away, and the two sides started working at the same time - it's all over, the signal of bg4msr still ignores the spectrum analyzer, and only Baiyang's broken radio station can receive it.

    This is unbelievable.

    "I knew it." Bai Zhen slapped his thigh, "Old Wang said that the condition of this thing is the same as his own. Isn't that the end? They are all dementia."

    The three people present, Bai Zhen, Wang Ning, and Zhao Bowen, were all experienced amateur radio experts, but none of them could explain this phenomenon.

    Why is the bg4msr signal selectively received by Baiyang's i725?

    Is this electric wave perfect?  &lt;/div&gt

 Text Chapter Four Death and Life

    That night, the three of them tossed with two spectrum analyzers until eleven o'clock in the evening, until the mother lost his temper, but they didn't get any useful results.

    The enigmatic signal of bg4msr is just impossible to catch. The signal quality in the earphones of the 25-year-old is as good as a girl whispering in the ear, but the spectrum analyzer in the living room is blind. Wang Ning patted the table more than once and said  It's definitely Lao Bai's bastard setting up a trick to play on himself. This must be a method carefully designed by Lao Bai. He has served in the army as a communication technician for more than ten years. Isn't the encryption method clear?

    "Aren't you three old guys finished? What time is it? Yang has class tomorrow morning!"

    Mom issued an order to evict guests.

    "If there is anything else, come back tomorrow!"

    For my mother, anyone who dares to hinder Bai Yang's study and delay Bai Yang's future will die. Whoever blocks and kills whoever is killed, Bai Zhen, Wang Ning, and Zhao Bowen are all worthless.

    Everyone knows Xiaowen's temper. When he was young, he could make Bai Zhen kneel on the washboard, so Wang Ning and Zhao Bowen got up to say goodbye, and Bai Zhen sent them downstairs.

    The spectrum analyzer was temporarily placed at Lao Bai's house, and Wang Ning couldn't take it home anyway.

    "What do you think about this?" Bai Zhen asked as he went downstairs, "My son told me that the little girl lived twenty years later, that she was the only one left in her era, and everyone in the world died.  , buffalo and wild deer roaming the streets casually."

    "A few days ago, Yang Yang actually went to my office to find me and asked me this question specifically. I thought he was writing a science fiction novel." Zhao Bowen said, "I didn't expect such a thing to happen. It's a bit unbelievable when I think about it.  What kind of disaster can wipe out all human beings in just twenty years?"

    "If you ask me whether I believe it or not, I definitely don't believe it." Wang Ning shook his head, "This is not making a movie."

    "But we can't explain why we can't catch the signal of bg4msr, but Yang Yang can get through after two or five turns." Zhao Bowen said.

    "There are many possible reasons for not being able to capture the signal, and the space-time travel is the most outrageous one." Wang Ning said, "I said that it was a bureau set up by Lao Bai. He found a trick and didn't know where to hide the spread spectrum  Signal, a group of people colluded to act, as long as the normal signal is expanded into an ultra-wideband signal, it sounds exactly the same as the back noise, and ghosts can't tell the difference Lao Bai, did I hit the mark? Or we can come back tomorrow  When it’s time, take the crutches apart and have a look?”

    "Your family's abductor can decode spread-spectrum signals?" Bai Zhen snapped back, "I do all these things just to fool you? What's the benefit of fooling you?"

    "That's what Xiao Yang set up, your son is fooling us."

    "If he has this ability, then the three of us will live like dogs at this age." Bai Zhen said, "He has to DIY and change the amateur radio station to military use. Do you think this is possible?"

    "Based on this signal alone, I don't believe that bg4msr will live in twenty years." Wang Ning was very stubborn.

    "But he has verified it." Bai Zhen said.

    "What verification is used?" Zhao Bowen asked, "Time capsule? The one mentioned before?"

    "Yes, time capsule." Bai Zhen replied, "Bury the time capsule, and then wait twenty years for the other party to dig it out."

    "How to prevent counterfeiting?" Wang Ning asked.

    "Use a tritium tube."

    "Half-life?" Zhao Bowen immediately realized the key.

    "Yes, half-life is used to verify time." Bai Zhen nodded, "When the other party dug out the time capsule, the tritium tube was almost extinguished."

    Zhao Bowen and Wang Ning fell silent.

    It is ironclad proof that the half-life of radioactive elements cannot be accelerated.

    The two of them thought at the same time, Bai Yang is really smart, if he uses other verification methods, he can definitely find loopholes, but the evidence of tritium tube is too hard, so hard that it cannot be shaken.

    Just like those antique dealers who tried their best to make old and fake cultural relics, they must show their true colors in front of carbon 14 determination.

    Zhao Bowen and Wang Ning could wield the 40-meter-long Occam sword and smash the unreliable inference of time travel to pieces, but Bai Yang secretly poked at those seemingly chaotic clues and speculations.  A hard bone was buried, and this hard bone was the tritium tube. When Occam hit the tritium tube with his broadsword, the blade rolled and collapsed, shocking both of them so that their hands went numb.

    The three of them walked to the first floor, Zhao Bowen and Wang Ning told Bai Zhen not to see him off.

    "I said Lao Wang, Lao Zhao, if this is true." Bai Zhen asked the two of them from behind, "What should I do?"

    "Then I have to quickly withdraw the provident fund, and the pension insurance will not be paid." Wang Ning said, "I just retired after twenty years, and I haven't had time to enjoy it.??One good day, and the world perishes.  "

    Zhao Bowen scratched his head, looked around, and muttered: "If this is true, then there will be a lot of trouble No matter what level or meaning it is, it will be a lot of trouble."

    "Bg4msr, bg4msr, let's stop here tonight. Uncle Zhao and Uncle Wang have left. After a whole night of tossing around, there is no result. I have to go to class tomorrow." Bai Yang was about to end the communication, wash up and rest,  "I have to get up at 6:30 in the morning, and the first period is a terrible English class, over."

    "Did you find nothing?"

    "The only thing I found out is that only I can receive your signal, and everyone else can't." Bai Yang replied, "Uncle Wang is the person in charge of the committee, and tonight he made a special phone call to find other sleepless  ham, let them try to listen at 14255, but they can't hear anything, over."

    "Why is this happening?"

    "I don't know either." Bai Yang shook his head, "They are still looking for the reason, over."

    "Wellthen you will be back tomorrow night?" the girl asked.

    "Of course." Bai Yang said, "But tomorrow I will go to evening self-study, so the time will be a little later than tonight. You can wait for me on 14255, over."

    "bg4mxh, what is evening self-study?"

    "Evening self-study means staying in school to do homework after school in the afternoon until ten o'clock in the evening, which is a great devastation to the mental health of young people, over."

    "Bg4mxh, is this part of school too?"

    "Yes, bg4msr, this is also a part of going to school, and it is the hard training that every child in this era must go through in the process of growing up." Bai Yang said, "I don't know how many people fell in this process. Just imagine, a simple and ignorant  An immature boy, seven or eight teachers take turns assigning homework every night! How cruel and inhumane it is, how painful it is, this is purgatory, this is the slaughterhouse! over."

    "Seven or eight teachers! You actually have seven or eight teachers!"

    The girl's tone was envious.

    "Is this the point? bg4msr, the point is purgatory, the slaughterhouse!"

    Slaughterhouse?

    The girl was frightened again.

    "Does everyone have to go to school?"

    "Everyone must go to school, it's called compulsory education, over."

    "What is taught in school?" the girl asked, "Does it also teach archery, gun shooting and survival in the wild? The teacher once told me that in the age before the black moon came, schools would teach fighting, grappling, wrestling and shooting, and  There is an exam, bg4mxh, the monthly exam you mentioned earlier, did you take the fighting and shooting exam?"

    Bai Yangxin said which school your teacher graduated from.

    Are we really in the same world?

    "Our exam is about Chinese, mathematics, English, and physics, chemistry, and biology." Bai Yang said, "Everyone is sitting in the classroom, answering the questions with a pen, and then ranking them according to their scores. It must be difficult for you to understand.  , Thousands of students are fighting for a score ranking, all of them are studying desperately, just for the small number on the test paper, a number is too big, a number decides your fate  , you definitely can’t imagine, over.”

    "Thousands of students, so many people, isn't it great?"

    The girl spoke enviously again.

    "Is this the point? The point is the score, it's fighting for the score!"

    Competing so badly?

    The girl continued to tremble with fear.

    "Bg4msr, in the exam, people with normal brains don't want to have too many competitors, so the fewer people, the better, over."

    "No, the more people the better, over."

    "Why?" Bai Yang asked.

    "No reason, the more people the better." Ban Xia said, "If there are millions of people, tens of millions of people, it would be good if the world is full of talented people, over."

    Bai Yang scratched his head.

    "bg4msr, I should go to bed." Bai Yang yawned and glanced at the alarm clock, "No it's half past eleven, why do I always forget the time when I'm chatting with you? I really have to go to bed, sister  , you don’t have to go to school, I still have to go to school, good night, 73.”

    "Are you coming back tomorrow night?"

    "Come back, over."

    "Say yes."

    "must!"

    Ban Xia put down her earphones.

    Spreading out the old letter paper on the desktop again, staring blankly at the writing on it, it is really strange, really incomprehensible The person who just talked to me is clearly a living boy, he can laugh, make noise and breathe, his vitality and vitality are  So full, but why did he take off the earphones and immediately become a long-dead person?

    ?:?? and vitality are so abundant, but why did he immediately become a dead person when he took off the earphones?

    ?

 Main Text Chapter 5 Save the World with Lightning in Hand

    Pinellia is difficult to understand.

    bg4mxh says it's a complex physics problem.

    The word physics sounds complicated.

    Complicated physical problems, that is, complex squares, Banxia knows this problem with her toes, but her toes can't figure it out.

    So she simply didn't think about it.

    Let them stay comfortably in the slippers for the toes. I am sorry for my toes after traveling all day. Is it too difficult for them to think about the problem?

    It's time to wash your feet.

    She crossed her knees and tore off the socks on both feet. The two socks were tied into a knot. The girl raised her hand and aimed a little. With a light throw, the socks hit the head of the bed and hit the target!

    Ban Xia put on her slippers and dragged out the washbasin from under the bed, tore off the bare towel from the hook behind the door, and then carried the washbasin to the dark living room to pour hot water.

    When October is still hot, you don't need too much hot water for washing.

    Next, I went to the bathroom to scoop up a few scoops of clean water, and returned to the room with half a basin of water. The girl put the washbasin on the floor first, and then sat down on the edge of the bed.

    Raised his hand to touch his hair, twirled it and smelled it, Pinellia hesitated for two seconds, is it oily enough to make braised eggplant?

    cannot.

    Okay, then I won't wash my hair tonight.

    Ban Xia tied her hair behind her head with a headband and tied it in a bun, exposing her slender neck like a ballet dancer, then bent down to take out a towel, wrung it dry and washed her face.

    Pinellia's skin is very fair, so white that the teacher is envious.

    The teacher often pinched her face, stared at her for a long time, and then asked the girl why you can't get a tan?

    The girl scrubbed her body in front of the electric fan, and the wind blew very cool after washing.

    She pulled up the collar of her pajamas and poured wind into it.

    Finally, to wash the feet, Ban Xia soaked both feet in the water, leaned over and rubbed and massaged slowly.

    From the knee down to the toe, and then from the toe to the heel, her instep and toes are still white and soft, but there is a layer of rough calluses on the soles of her feet. In this world without other means of transportation, Ban Xia goes out  I can only rely on the bicycle and two legs. When the teacher was still there, I often knelt in front of Pinellia to pinch the latter's feet. The teacher's fingers are long and slender, very strong and skillful, from the bottom of the foot to the top  Press the calf little by little to help her mobilize the ligaments and relax the muscles until the girl's feet are flushed red from the hot water.

    The teacher always said that to survive in this world, people live on their feet.

    How nice to have feet, able to run and jump.

    Ban Xia saw with her own eyes that the teacher took off one of her own feet, and then leaned against the wall to beat it.

    That calf has no muscles, no blood vessels, no skin or bones, it is a frame made of metal and plastic, the teacher said it is called a prosthesis.

    Where did the teacher's original foot go?

    She said she was vaporized.

    Although one foot is fake, the teacher's skill is still vigorous, Ban Xia has never seen anyone as powerful as the teacher, she is also a very young woman?

    Ban Xia fell back on the bed and grabbed the small plastic lamp by the bed.

    She turned on the desk lamp and closed her eyes. The faint light entered the pupil through the eyelids and fell on the retina. Ban Xia saw a dark red circle in the dark.

    She knew that it was the color of the light passing through the blood vessels, opened her eyes, and the bright LED light pierced her eyes, Ban Xia subconsciously narrowed her eyes, and the dark red circle turned into a white circle of light.

    Close her eyes again, the light persists on the retina, the aperture is still there, but gradually dissipates, she opens her eyes again, and the light shines directly into the pupil again.

    Ban Xia repeatedly opened and closed her eyes, and the dark red circle edge reflected on the bottom of the retina gradually became clear. It rolled and flickered in front of the girl's eyes, and finally jumped out from the dark background, turning into a red eyeball.

    Ban Xia suddenly opened her eyes and touched her forehead.

    There is a little sweat on the forehead, I don't know if it is from the heat.

    bg4mxh said that he wants to figure out the cause of all this, which is the key to all actions. Only when they figure out the reason for the destruction of the world, can they work together to bring the world back from the brink of destruction.

    Is this really possible?

    bg4mxh said it was possible, because humans in that era had very powerful power.

    But in the girl's eyes, isn't the human civilization that once possessed such great power still destroyed?  Banxia lives in the same world as bg4mxh lives in, but the times are different, ?If human beings are not destroyed, then I will not live here alone.

    Ban Xia doesn't know the real reason for the destruction of the world. If she knew, she would have told bg4mxh that there must have been people in this world who knew how the world was destroyed, but now they are all gone. Ban Xia only has vague ideas about the end of the world  Memory, only relying on the vague memory in the brain, is it possible for bg4mxh to find out the truth of the end of the world?

    Ban Xia thought silently, slowly raised her calf, then fell down, hitting the water surface lightly.

    With a sound of "Pa!", the surface of the foot touched the surface of the water, and a string of water droplets was brought up when it was raised.

    Are these efforts really meaningful?

    Is it possible to change the history that has already happened?

    bg4mxh himself is already dead, he has long since died in the turmoil and disasters of the past 20 years, all his family members, friends and dependents have died in the turmoil and disasters of the past 20 years, Pinellia  In fact, he was talking to a ghost, talking to a ghost that survived in the electromagnetic wave world.

    Do ghosts and apparitions have the power to change their own destiny?

    If they can really change the future, change the history they see, and save human beings from being destroyed, what will this world look like?

    Will it be restored to a vibrant and crowded city in an instant?

    What will become of myself?

    Will I still exist?

    Will Ban Xia, who likes to sing, is good at archery, can catch fish and cook, but still lives very hard, still exist?

    Will everything I have experienced and all my memories disappear in an instant?

    Will the one lying here become another pinellia?

    The girl thought silently.

    In the words of bg4mxh, this is a complex physics problem.

    Ban Xia thinks with her toes, knowing that her toes can't think.

    But there are 6.5 billion people in the world on the other side of the radio signal, let them think about this problem, 6.5 billion people, this number is unimaginable, Ban Xia thinks that so many people will always appear  The hero who can save the world, she is lazily lying on the bed, looking at the small wooden photo frame on the window sill, there is a green dim fluorescent light in the photo frame, and there is also a small painting, an old comrade is holding a lightning bolt, a trick  Split the giant steel ship.

    who's that person?

    He is so powerful, he should be able to save the world, right?

    Please remember the first domain name of this book: .  Vertex novel mobile version reading website

 Main Text Chapter 6 Symposium on Amateur Radio Weird Phenomenon and Technology

    The next day.

    When Bai Yang returned home after a day of classes, he saw the mobile radio monitoring vehicle parked downstairs.

    A white seven-seater van with a large disc on the roof. For ordinary people, it most often appears in the college entrance examination room. You don’t need to guess Bai Yang to know who drove this car. He couldn’t help being speechless.  Uncle is really a big battle.

    Back at home, Wang Ning, Zhao Bowen and Lao Die were huddled in their room. Wang Ning was debugging the i725 with headphones on, while Zhao Bowen and Lao Die stood watching.

    "What is the standing wave ratio?"

    "The standing wave ratio is 1.3."

    "That's no problem. I thought it was the impedance mismatch, and the energy was reflected back."

    "Nonsense, I use an automatic tuner. You can see that the indicator light of the tuner is green, so there is no problem."

    "Then why is the signal detected by the spectrum analyzer so weak? It's not a problem of impedance matching. Where does the energy of the transmitter go?"

    "Dad—! Uncle Wang! Uncle Zhao! I'm back!" Bai Yang stood at the door with his schoolbag in his hand, "How long have you been tossing around here?"

    Wang Ning took off his earphones, got up and gave Bai Yang the chair.

    "About an hour and a half, we started at 8:30 in the evening." Wang Ning took out his mobile phone to check the time, "Just now I called bg4msr and greeted the little girl, she asked when you will come home from school.  "

    Bai Yang turned sideways and put his schoolbag under the desk. He saw a screwdriver on the desk, "Did you take the radio apart?"

    "Open the case and take a look." The old man said, "Your Uncle Wang always suspects that this radio station has been modified by me, so I just asked him to open it and have a look."

    "What's the result?" Bai Yang asked.

    All three of them spread their hands.

    "We can now confirm that it is not the problem of abduction itself."

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    The four of them were sitting on the sofa in the living room, and Bai Yang was eating supper with a plate.

    The supper is fried noodles, and my mother has already gone to bed after finishing the supper. At this time, my father should also be asleep, but at this moment, a seminar on the strange phenomenon and technology of amateur radio is being held at home.

    The guests attending the meeting are:

    ?Director Wang Ning, representative of Nanjing Radio Management Committee.

    ?Associate Professor Zhao Bowen, representative of the School of Physics, Nanjing University.

    Bai Zhen, the representative of Nanjing's online car-hailing drivers.

    ? Bai Yang, the third-year student representative of the High School Affiliated to China Southern Airlines in Nanjing.

    The meeting was presided over by Bai Zhen, a representative of Nanjing's online car-hailing driver and a retired communication technician.

    Wang Ning, a representative of the Nanjing Municipal Radio Management Committee and a member of the presidium of the General Hairstyle Association, director of the National Political and Educational Office, was the first to speak.

    "There is a new discovery." Wang Ning said, "We used a spectrum analyzer to measure the radiation field strength at the turn of two and five tonight, and found a very strange phenomenon."

    "What's the phenomenon?" Bai Yang swallowed the noodles, licked the oil on his lips, and raised his head to ask.

    "Two-five turn signal is weak, Xiao Yang, do you remember? When we used a spectrum analyzer to monitor the signal two days ago, we couldn't hear the signal of bg4msr, and on the other hand, the signal at turn-two-five was also very weak."  Wang Ning said, "At first I thought it was a serious mismatch between the impedance of the radio station and the antenna, but I tested it with a standing wave meter and found that there was no problem."

    "I know." Bai Yang nodded, "The sky tune is always green, of course it's no problem."

    "So we tried a few more frequency bands." Wang Ning continued, "It's very strange, whether it is six-meter wave, two-meter wave, or 70-centimeter wave, all other frequency bands are normal.  Spectrum analyzer or standing wave meter to measure, 20 watts is 20 watts, only 14 MHz, once entering 14 MHz, the signal strength of the two-five transmitter will be greatly attenuated, and it is conservatively estimated that the transmitted power is less than that of the radio station  One-tenth of the power."

    "Where did the remaining nine-tenths of the energy go?"

    Bai Yang was taken aback, and put down the plate in his hand.

    "This is also a question we are thinking about." Zhao Bowen said, "Where does the remaining energy go?"

    "Energy cannot disappear out of thin air, energy conservation is the basic law, right?" Bai Yang asked, "If energy is not sent out through the antenna, then it is reflected back."

    It is common sense that radio stations emit electromagnetic waves through antennas.

    The electromagnetic waves generated by the transmitter are conducted to the antenna through the feeder (coaxial cable), and then radiated to the outside world through the antenna. This is the basic propagation process of radio signals-but the electromagnetic waves generated by the transmitter cannot be radiated out completely.For a radio station with such a high rate, the energy must be lost during the propagation process. Some of the radio waves will be reflected back by the original path during the transmission to the antenna, and cannot be radiated smoothly. To put it bluntly, they are blocked back.

    The more radio waves are blocked, the lower the efficiency of the radio station, and the less they are blocked, the higher the efficiency of the radio station.

    If there are too many reflections and the radio waves are blocked too much, the energy will be accumulated in the radio and converted into heat energy, which will burn out the transmitter.

    This is a problem that all hams will pay attention to.

    In order to avoid burning the machine, the majority of hams have mastered the key factors that determine whether electromagnetic waves can be emitted efficiently. One is called resistance, the other is called reactance, and together they are called impedance.

    If the impedance of the feeder line is consistent with the impedance of the antenna, the electromagnetic waves generated by the transmitter can be emitted smoothly, and the bladder will not explode if the urethra is unobstructed. This is called impedance matching.

    So how to judge whether the impedance matches?

    The most commonly used method is the standing wave meter. Use the standing wave meter to measure the standing wave ratio. The closer the standing wave ratio is to 1, the more matching the impedance will be. Otherwise, the machine will burn out.

    Some old toads look like the end of the world when the standing wave ratio is greater than 1.1.

    "Usually this is the case. Everyone knows that energy conservation is the basic law, but it doesn't work on your machine. The radio wave is not reflected back, but disappears inexplicably If you don't believe me, Xiao Yang, you can go to  Try it." Wang Ning pointed to the door.

    Bai Yang got into the room and turned on the radio, Wang Ning followed in with the spectrum analyzer in his arms, and the two began to experiment.

    "Increase the power a little." Wang Ning reminded, "Twenty watts."

    "fine?"

    "It's okay." Wang Ning said.

    "Will you not bother me?"

    "I'm just innocent."

    Bai Yang increased the transmission power of the 725 to twenty watts, and first pressed the transmission button on the frequency of 14.255 MHz.

    A small peak rises on the oscilloscope of the spectrum analyzer.

    "Okay, then adjust the frequency casually." Wang Ning said.

    Bai Yang casually turned the radio's FM knob, and the numbers on the LCD jumped wildly, finally staying at 50 MHz.

    Press the launch button again, and the peak on the spectrum analyzer suddenly rises, just like a balloon is suddenly blown up.

    "The spectrum meter measures the radiation field strength. Radiation intensity is related to power and has nothing to do with frequency. It stands to reason that if you maintain a transmission power of 20 watts, whether it is 14 MHz or 50 MHz, the signal strength emitted by the radio station should be consistent.  "Wang Ning said, "However, it is very strange that this 25G is very strange. Once it enters 14 MHz, the signal strength monitored by the spectrum analyzer will drop sharply.  The received signal strength was less than two watts."

    "What does this mean?"

    "This shows that not only bg4msr's signal is weird, but this radio station is also weird." Zhao Bowen stood behind them, "Once it enters the frequency of 14 MHz, the energy radiated by two to five disappears. We use three  Connecting the spectrum analyzer to the antenna through the line can't be monitored. It doesn't help by any means. It doesn't help to increase the power to 50 watts or 100 watts. This means that it is not even transmitted to the antenna through the feeder line. We can only think that  The energy is lost inside the station."

    "Where did the signal go?" Bai Yang asked, "Through time and space?"

    "We can't make such a conclusion yet." Zhao Bowen shook his head, "Our current experimental conditions are very limited, and the tests we have done are quite rough. It is best to find an anechoic chamber for testing."

    "Where is the electromagnetic anechoic chamber?" Bai Zhen asked.

    Zhao Bowen thought for a moment, "Nanjing University of Technology should have one, I'll ask if I can borrow it."

    Although it is said so, no conclusion can be made without further experiments, but Zhao Bowen, Bai Zhen and Wang Ning also know in their hearts that if the experimental conditions are changed, the result may still be the same.

    None of the three adults present believed in the explanation of the hyperspace communication, but none of them could explain the inexplicably disappearing signal.

    "I admit that this matter is beyond my understanding." Wang Ning said, "It's not a radio problem."

    "Let's put the anechoic chamber aside, old Zhao, when you can borrow it." Bai Zhen said, "The crux of the problem is not here. The most important thing is to find out whether bg4msr really lives in twenty years. This is  key problem."

    "Really." Bai Yang said, "I have verified it."

    "We know that you have verified it." Zhao Bowen said, "But the isolated evidence cannot be cited. The experiment is only meaningful if it can be repeated."

    Bai Yang was taken aback for a moment, "Soyou are also planning to create a time capsule?"

    Sure enough, it has developed to this point, Bai Yang thought, no one can believe an absurd fact with just a few words, so if they want to be convinced, they have to verify it with their own hands, seeing is believing.

    However, regarding the many problems of the slow delivery of time, Bai Yang has stepped on the pit for them. They only need to cross the river by feeling the stones and follow the successful path that Bai Yang wades out to copy the previous methods.  With a smear of black poplar, Uncle Zhao, Uncle Wang and Dad are much simpler.

    "If you also want to send time capsules." Bai Yang said, "Be sure to pay attention to a few key issues, otherwise there is a high probability of failure. This is a precious experience I bought back with blood and tears. You must remember it well Number one!""Sure enough, it has developed to this point, Bai Yang thought to himself, no one can believe an absurd fact with just a few words, so if they want to be convinced, they have to verify it with their own hands, seeing is believing.

    However, regarding the many problems of the slow delivery of time, Bai Yang has stepped on the pit for them. They only need to cross the river by feeling the stones and follow the successful path that Bai Yang wades out to copy the previous methods.  With a smear of black poplar, Uncle Zhao, Uncle Wang and Dad are much simpler.

    "If you also want to send time capsules." Bai Yang said, "You must pay attention to a few key issues, otherwise there is a high probability of failure. This is a precious experience I bought back with blood and tears, so I must remember it well Number one!?

 Text Today's leave, please check

    Today, at the invitation of a science fiction publishing institution in Sichuan and Chongqing, I flew to Lenghu Mars Town, Manya City, Qinghai Province to participate in the award ceremony of the Lenghu Science Fiction Awards.

    Traveling long distances for a whole day, I rarely have time to calm down and code words. I drove through hundreds of kilometers of no-man’s land, and went deep into the hinterland of the Gobi Desert.  However, China Telecom's 2G signal never fails.

    Finally, let’s talk about the Cold Lake Science Fiction Award. Among the various science fiction awards in China, this award has always been known for having the highest prize money.  Cold Lake Mars Camp accepts the award, and the conditions are quite favorable. Every year, essays are called for. Interested students can also submit essays for a try.

    Today's full-day itinerary report is completed, and it will be updated normally tomorrow.

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 Text Chapter 7 Pantyhose necessary for doomsday survival

    The first point is to keep your hands steady.

    Ban Xia took a deep breath, pushed the bow with his left hand, and pulled the string with his right hand. As the oak arm bent slightly, the longbow was stretched to an arm and a half, and then stopped.  The elastic potential energy of the girl, which forms a fragile balance with the girl's arms and shoulders, is about to explode.

    Ban Xia's line of sight fell on the grass across the road along the shaft of the arrow, and she heard movement in the grass, which was a thin, dog-like barking.

    That is a muntjac.

    Muntjac is very common in Nanjing City. It is a small deer that is often active at night and occasionally appears in the daytime. Compared with the huge red deer, muntjac is much easier to hunt.

    This is a good source of meat.

    Muntjac has three advantages, it is light and tender, and it will fall when shot.

    Banxia hooks the bowstring with her index finger and middle finger. The tight bowstring is stuck in the groove of the arrow tail. The left shoulder is facing forward, the right shoulder is facing back, and the legs are slightly separated. The teacher once taught her the essentials of archery, the body should be calm and calm  Not stiff, steady but not hard, with stretched shoulders, there is no doubt that Ban Xia is a good student, and her archery level is now the best in the world.

    The girl is at least 20 meters away from her prey, and she knows how to hide her whereabouts and smell. The muntjac is a very timid animal, and will run away immediately at the slightest sign of trouble, so Ban Xia hides behind a big tree  , The wildly growing weeds can reach the girl's waist, the breeze blows from the front, and here is the downwind, so the prey can't smell her scent.

    The second point is to keep your hands steady.

    The clump of emerald green shrubs "rusted" and the girl held her breath. She saw a pair of erect brown ears emerging from among the verdant green leaves.

    Immediately afterwards, its forehead was also exposed. There was a black "V" pattern on the fur on the forehead, and two dark eyes. Banxia recognized that it was a female barking deer, because the male's head  There are sharp corners.

    The third point, the hand must be steady.

    There is only one chance.

    An off-string arrow cannot turn back, and if it misses, it will startle the snake. For such a vigilant creature as the muntjac, if the first arrow misses, there will be no chance to shoot the second one.

    It drilled into the verdant and lush meadow, and even the gods couldn't find it.

    Ten years after the disappearance of human beings, cities have become natural landscapes growing out of the land. The erosion power of nature is far stronger than anyone imagined. In just ten years, human buildings can turn into animals.  For the creatures born in this era, cities are part of the world that exists naturally, just like forests, deserts, mountains and plains, they are just special landforms.

    Fifteen years after the disappearance of human beings, the city is already one of the areas with the highest species diversity in the biosphere. The slower the force, the stronger the force. Germinated seeds can crack concrete. Any place that can shine into the sun and rain will be destroyed by vitality.  Tenacious weeds quickly take over, followed by small rodents, followed by predators who prey on rodents. High-rise buildings built by humans provide animals with unprecedented three-dimensional living spaces.  They quickly adapted to the environment. Leopards, cats that are good at climbing, learned to set up ambush on tall buildings or viaducts. They are cruel and intelligent predators, and they once caused a lot of trouble for Pinellia.

    After all, this is a wild world.

    In the food chain, all creatures play no more than two roles, either as prey or as hunters.  The natural world is cruel and bloody. In the most developed era of human civilization, people often ignore this point, because human beings have been out of the status of prey for too long, and they have never seen the leftover, bloody remains of their own kind for a long time.

    Ban Xia took aim.

    When the arrow goes down, the female muntjac will die.

    After killing the prey, Banxia will deal with it on the spot, peel off the fur, remove the internal organs, and then cut a few pieces of the best meat from the back or thigh to take away. She will not take the whole prey back, which is very troublesome.  Because the remaining visceral fur has to be re-transported to a distant place for disposal, so as not to attract some ferocious scavengers.

    For safety reasons, Pinellia never hunts within three kilometers of its residence.

    Suddenly the bushes started to rustle again.

    Ban Xia was taken aback.

    She heard the sound of a second muntjac, which was smaller and fainter.

    Soon a small deer head emerged from the grass, with light yellow soft fur, raised ears, big black eyes, and two small bumps on the top of its head. Its size was smaller than the previous one.  It's half the size of a male muntjac, probably not fully developed yet.

    This is a female barking deer with cubs.

    &nbsp; Ban Xia opened her bow and aimed the arrow at the small one.

    Smaller ones are tastier and the meat is more tender.

    Killed it, took it back and roasted it. I haven't eaten barbecue for a long time, and I feel greedy just thinking about it. Ban Xia let go of her finger, and the bowstring snapped back.

    Amid the sound of piercing the air, the sharp arrow left the string, traversed a distance of 20 meters with lightning speed, and nailed it at the foot of the barking deer cub.

    The big and the small were all dumbfounded, they turned their heads and stared at the wooden arrows nailed in the grass, the air was silent for a second, and then they jumped up like springs, panicked and ran away, and disappeared into the grass  up.

    Ban Xia stood on tiptoe, pulled the straps of the backpack, raised her hand to build a pergola, looked into the distance for a while, and then a bird started up.

    run really fast.

    The girl walked over slowly, pulled out the arrow on the ground, and stuffed it into the quiver behind her.

    "Hands are raw." Ban Xia scratched her head, "It's unlucky, the meat is flying off the edge of my mouth."

    She thought about going back and practicing her archery well.

    Forget it, if you can't hit it, you can't hit it, Ban Xia stretched his waist, "Sometimes in your life, you must have it, and there is always time in your life, so don't force it—!"

    Taking out the pocket watch from his pocket, he glanced at the time, it was half past three in the afternoon.

    Today's hunting is over, it's time to see if the traps and traps we set have any results.

    The girl got out of the grass and returned to the broad road. She took off her long-sleeved jacket, put it on her shoulders, and wiped the sweat from her face and neck.

    It is really torture to have to wear a long coat in this kind of ghostly weather with scorching sun.

    It’s impossible not to wear it, there are everything in the grass, there are terrible peppercorns, and even more terrible dry leeches, these things are enough to rub against the skin.

    The teacher said that the peppercorns are the larvae of the green moth. This ghost thing can be seen occasionally under the leaves of the plane tree. There are several under the shady leaves.  , but I hate this thing very much. The exposed skin becomes red and swollen when touched. It hurts so much that people want to chop their hands. It is hard to say that it hurts more than the paederus sting.

    Drought leeches are usually not common, but they will pop up suddenly after the rain. Pinellia pinellia does not know where they come from. These things hang on the leaves one by one, and jump up to suck blood when animals pass by.

    Doomsday Survival always prepares stockings, which are important supplies, and put them on the head and hands when drilling the meadow.

    It was six o'clock in the afternoon that day.

    The black moon is about to rise, and it's time for Pinellia to go back.

    She looked around the traps and traps she had set, but found nothing as expected.

    It seems that I didn't catch anything today, let's continue hunting tomorrow.

    Banxia stepped into the gate of the community of Meihua Villa, carrying a backpack and carrying a bow and arrow, humming old songs, walking on the small road in the community.

    The girl suddenly shuddered.

    With a pause in her footsteps, she drew out her pistol and turned around to aim almost without thinking.

    She felt it again.

    Something is staring at him.

    The eyes were crazy and bloody, like sharp cracked canines. Ban Xia intuitively thought that it was a terrible predator, but she couldn't find where it was. She glanced at the lush bushes under the night,  Nothing happened.

    Ban Xia held her breath, remained calm, and slowly retreated step by step, into the small gate of the high-voltage power grid. She held a gun in one hand and pointed ahead, and closed the gate of the power grid with the other hand.

    She retreated all the way into the door of the unit building, flipped the switch on the wall, and electric sparks burst out.

    After doing all this, the girl slowly sat down against the wall, gasping for breath, touched her clothes, covered in cold sweat.

 Text Chapter 8 McDonald's Hamburger Time Indicator

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    History proves that human beings never learn the lessons of history.

    The meaning of the existence of mistakes is to make future generations repeat them.

    Bai Yang thought that he had explained clearly enough to Wang Ning, Zhao Bowen and his father. The three of them just need to follow their own method and step by step to deliver the time capsule. This is something even a fool can do.  ?

    But most of the time, it is not fools who do bad things, but smart people. These three smart people have to think that they have better brains and higher IQs.

    Bai Yang has a bit of a headache. One of the bad roots of human beings is that they think that other people are idiots, and they must be able to do better on their own.

    Wang Ning's hairless head turned, and he sat there pondering, and immediately pointed out the irrationality of Bai Yang's plan—as expected of a leader.

    Why do you turn east and west so many turns?  Isn't it just to give a stainless steel capsule to someone twenty years from now?

    Is it that difficult?

    Wang Ning doesn't believe in evil anymore.

    He immediately placed an order and bought ten time capsules, all of which were large in size. After all, these are important moments that affect the life and death of all human beings, and spending a little money is really nothing.

    If it can be successfully verified that bg4msr is indeed living in twenty years, then an emergency response working group must be set up, and the state must allocate special funds, huge funds, super large funds, and even at any cost. At that time, these expenses will be included as a task  As long as the cost is reimbursed, Wang Ning is never stingy when spending public money.

    "bg4msr, bg4msr, can you hear me? I have good news for you. My father, Uncle Wang and Uncle Zhao are preparing time capsules. The first batch will send you ten large ones. They plan to put them in  Full of medical supplies and tools for outdoor activities, including bandages, masks, syringes, safety ropes, rain capes, sapper shovels, oh yes, and a McDonald’s hamburger, over.”

    The opposite side froze for a moment.

    "McDonald's hamburger?"

    "Oh, that's a time indicator. If even McDonald's hamburgers have gone bad, it means that too much time has passed, at least hundreds of years, over."

    "Huh?" The girl stared.

    "Actually, they want to know if McDonald's hamburgers can really last for twenty years, over."

    "Bg4mxh, do you want to send ten time capsules at once?"

    "Yes, after all, they still don't believe that you live in 2040, and they want to further verify the authenticity of this matter, so the time capsule is actually an experiment, and the delivery of supplies is just incidental, just like what I did before, over.  "

    "bg4mxh, if the verification is successful, what will you do next?"

    "If the verification is successful, my father and Uncle Zhao will definitely take Suxiao Jiuxin Pills first, and then the two of us will rescue Uncle Wang and give him cardiopulmonary resuscitation, and finally report to the superiors. We cannot handle such a big matter.  Leave it to more professional people to solve it.” Bai Yang said, “But I think it’s enough, do you know my dad’s clever plan? They’re preparing ten large time capsules for the first batch, and they’re planning to bury them.  Under the green belt of Plum Blossom Villa Community, my good fellow, the scene is full of people, big construction, swaggering, big fanfare, I said this is bound to fail, they still don’t believe it, over.”

    Speaking of it, Wang Ning, Zhao Bowen, and Bai Zhen are capable. Bai Yang doesn't know how they persuaded the community property. When Bai Yang buried the time capsule, he was sneaky for fear of being caught by the security guards, but they called the excavator over.

    As expected of Wang Ning.

    As expected of Zhao Bowen.

    As expected of a father.

    It is worthy of being the iron triangle of idlers in southern Jiangsu that was once feared.

    "Bg4mxh, didn't you say that when transporting the time capsule, it needs to be as concealed as possible so that it cannot be known?" Ban Xia asked, "Can they succeed in doing that?"

    "I think so, but they don't, over."

    Wang Ning thinks Bai Yang's plan is too complicated, who hasn't played the time capsule?  Thinking back when their unit held activities during the New Year, everyone wrote a letter to their future self, and it was to be sealed in a capsule for ten years. It was Wang Ning who organized and buried it himself, and there was nothing wrong with it?

    Do you mean the end of the day?

    Then find a place where it will not be affected and bury it.

    You said it might be poached?

    Then we can bury ten at a time, can we dig out one or two, or all of them?

    As for Bai Yang’s two points of slow delivery of time, Wang Ning said that they are rare and strange, and that poverty limits his imagination. If you have no money in your pocket, you can only buy one or two capsules, which is of course easy.  Lost, if you buy ten or twenty at a time, one hundred and twoWhat is the danger after it rises? The last time she went out to meet bg4mxh, she waited until late at night at the intersection of Clover Garden Avenue, and nothing happened when the double moon rose.

    Possibly because of the presence of predatory beasts at night?  No matter what the reason is, the teacher’s exhortations must have a profound meaning. Ban Xia has always regarded the teacher’s words as a standard, and she can live until now thanks to the teacher’s strong survival wisdom——Ban Xia relayed these words to Bai Yang as they were.  Not sure if it would make a difference, she just hoped the teacher would help the young man survive as well.

    Maybe he could really hide in the Loess Plateau, or survive in the Taklamakan Desert?

    "Do not go out when the double moon rises."

    Bai Yang chewed this sentence several times in his heart, and nodded.

    This world is so absurd.

    Will it really be destroyed in five years?  But I am sitting in the room right now, with the desk lamp on and the air conditioner blowing, my parents are sleeping in the next bedroom, and outside the window is a brightly lit and busy city, where 10 million people live, and looking outside, life in this world  With 6.5 billion people, will such a vast world really go to destruction as predicted by a mere radio wave?

    The sense of security of human beings comes from the collective, and a sense of security comes from a large number of people. Although Bai Yang believes in bg4msr intellectually, he still subconsciously feels that he is well protected. His parents, relatives, classmates and friends, so many people live in this  Cities, outside of cities, there are armies, countries, and all human beings. Such a complex and huge social relationship can provide anyone with a psychological refuge from danger.

    In the words of the Chinese, when the sky falls, there are tall people to support it, and the little people always have the sense of security of the little people.

    If I turn off the radio now, forget about it, go to school tomorrow, and return to the normal world, will the absurd future of the end of the world not come?

    Bai Yang supported his head, thinking silently.

    "bg4mxh? bg4mxh?"

    The girl's call woke him from his contemplation.

    "bg4msr, here is bg4mxh, over."

    "Bg4mxh, can you get rat poison over there? Can you give me a little, please?"

    "Rat poison? bg4msr, do you want to use it to kill rats? over."

    "Yes, but it's not just for killing rats." The girl replied, "I suspect that something has broken into the community. It's a very dangerous thing. I'm going to use rat poison to deal with it."

 Main Text Chapter Nine: The Ceremony of the Evil God Selling Rat Poison

    Rat poison?

    Bai Yang immediately started searching.

    Nowadays, it is hard to find old men who sell rat poison at roadside stalls. Old men sell rat poison and put a circle of dead rats on the ground, which has a sense of ritual and deterrent effect. In the eyes of rats, this is undoubtedly  A terrible festival of evil gods.

    Bai Yang can only find it online.

    These days, the name and signboard of rat poison are all fantasy. Bai Yang raised his eyes and saw a "rat extermination artifact", and before he could shake his body, the second "rat extermination god emperor" jumped out.

    There are also rats.

    Rat poison is strong.

    Kill the Rat King.

    Sweeping Mouse Ridge.

    Wait, something seems to have messed in.

    ? In order to adapt to long-term storage, Poplar try to choose rat poisons like inorganic chemical drugs, and avoid using organic drugs or biological agents such as botulinum toxin.

    After picking and choosing, Bai Yang felt that zinc phosphide was the most suitable. This thing is made of red phosphorus and zinc powder. The ingredients are simple and it is not afraid of deterioration.

    Place an order!

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    The next day.

    Wang Ning and Zhao Bowen buried the time capsule. They buried ten stainless steel capsules in the ground. Wang Ning vowed that there would be no problem. He stood on the filled soil and stomped his feet vigorously, saying to Zhao Bowen: "  Buried so deep, ten capsules, it will be 100% safe for twenty years."

    They called a small excavator and dug two deep pits one meter deep and half a meter square in the ground. They buried five time capsules in the pits respectively.  Zhao Bowen's classmate's mother's best friend's nephew has a close relationship. Zhao Bowen went to the community property with a certificate issued by the School of Physics of Nanjing University, saying that Nanjing University had a small physics experiment, and hoped that the community would cooperate.

    This experiment is to dig a hole in the ground and bury something in it. Zhao Bowen said that it is a shallow surface temperature monitoring experiment. The buried thermometer is underground, which can record 365 days of the year.  The 14-hour temperature change is of great significance to the study of plant roots and urban garden planning. As for why Meihua Villa was chosen, it is because it is a treasured place of geomantic omen.

    The property management of the community readily agreed, and will do anything for scientific research.

    Wang Ning has a new understanding of Zhao Bowen's nonsense ability.

    "Are you so sure?" Zhao Bowen asked.

    "It's not like we haven't played with time capsules before." Wang Ning said, "When I first joined the company in the early days, the unit held activities, saying that everyone should write a letter to their future self, and open it after more than ten years.  They also made a time capsule, sealed everyone's letters, and buried them underground."

    "What happened next?" Zhao Bowen asked, "Has it been dug up by the deadline?"

    "It was dug out." Wang Ning replied, "everything is going well, everyone's letter is there, don't listen to Xiao Yang and you talking a lot, what is this interference and that interference, in fact, where is there so much interference?  Who is free to think about this thing all day long, Lao Zhao, let me tell you, once this time capsule is buried, it will not move for a week or two, and then no one will move it."

    "Why?"

    "Because I almost forgot about it." Wang Ning put his hands in his trouser pockets, "I'm so busy with work, I go home to accompany my wife after get off work, and I have to work overtime when I encounter some spiritually civilized units.  God misses a capsule."

    "What did you write in the letter?"

    "I wrote in the letter that ten years later I will be the director of the Provincial Department of Industry and Information Technology, so the beginning is Hello, Director Wang." Wang Ning smiled, "You don't do anything new, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers."

    "It's okay, there is a chance." Zhao Bowen said, "Director Wang, you are only four levels away from Director Wang."

    "There is no chance in this life, and I think I will be retiring at most." Wang Ning shook his head, "But Xiao Yang said that the world will be destroyed in a few years, and all people on the earth will die.  It doesn't make much sense, I should just resign tomorrow, and then use the last time to do everything I want to do."

    "Running naked in Xinjiekou?" Zhao Bowen asked, "Have you wanted to do this for a long time?"

    "Go, go, you don't have a good shape." Wang Ning raised his foot and kicked him, "You are an associate professor, aren't you afraid of spoiling students?"

    "I really want to go naked in Xinjiekou." Zhao Bowen said, "Where is Xinjiekou? The most prosperous commercial street in the world, it must be very meaningful to run naked there."

    "Aside from affecting the appearance of the city, what's the point?"

    "You don't understand, this is called performance art." Zhao Bowen said.

    ?"I can't understand you intellectuals." Wang Ning shook his head, "Speaking of business, Lao Zhao, what do you think of what Xiao Yang said?"

    "It's hard to say." Zhao Bowen pursed his lips and looked up at the surrounding residential buildings. He was standing under the shade of a camphor tree, wearing a white polo shirt.  Believe in the existence of time travel, there is no theory to support this phenomenon, but we can't explain the two-five, can we?"

    "Have you borrowed the electromagnetic wave anechoic chamber?"

    "I'm borrowing, I'm borrowing." Zhao Bowen said, "I looked through the materials all night last night. It was the first time I stayed up so late since I was evaluating an associate professor. From my shallow knowledge, the current human beings are  There is no definite theoretical basis to explain this phenomenon, theoretically speaking, it should not exist, we are now blind men riding blind horses, without theory, we can only experiment first.”

    Wang Ning looked down at the ground, stepped on it with the soles of his shoes, and made a few shoe prints on the dirt.

    "Rely on this?"

    "At present, it depends on this." Zhao Bowen said.

    "As a modern physics experiment, is it too simple?" Wang Ning asked.

    "There are many more than this simple one." Zhao Bowen smiled, "As long as it can achieve the purpose, you don't care if it looks earthy or not."

    He patted Pharaoh on the shoulder.

    "If the experiment is successful and proves that what Xiao Yang said is true, then we will be in big troubleLet's go, let's go, the sun is coming, let's go drink some water."

    Wang Ning sighed and followed him back.

    It's hard to say whether they were lucky or unlucky.

    Because Wang Ning's experiment did not verify what Bai Yang said, this is not to say that Bai Yang was lying and fooling everyone, but the experiment failed.  The failure undoubtedly gave everyone time and space to breathe and comfort themselves—as long as the cover is not lifted for the time being, no one will be able to see whether there is a death sentence under the cover.

    That night, Bai Yang contacted bg4msr and asked her to dig the time capsule at the burial site as planned.

    As Bai Yang expected, the other party failed to find the ten stainless steel capsules.  &lt;/div&gt

 Main Text Chapter 10: Hitting the South Wall Three Times

    "I've said it a long time ago! I've said it a long time ago!" Bai Yang hated iron and steel, and patted the back of the sofa vigorously, "Uncle Wang, why did I tell you? There are two things you must pay attention to when sending a time capsule.  The main point is to follow the double-blind principle, if you don’t pay attention, there is a high probability of failure, what’s the result? It really failed, right?”

    "It shouldn't be." Wang Ning frowned, and wanted to get up as he spoke, "You guys wait here, I'll go and see if there's something wrong."

    "Don't, don't, don't, don't." Bai Yang hurriedly stopped him, and pushed him back, "Uncle Wang, you can't go, if you go and dig it out again, it's useless."

    Seeing that Wang Ning was about to make the same mistake as himself, Bai Yang quickly stopped him.

    "But even if I don't dig it out, the little girl over there won't be able to find it, right?" Wang Ning sat down again, wondering, "She couldn't find the capsule, is it because I dug it out?"

    "It may not be you." Zhao Bowen sat on the sofa opposite, "According to msr, there will be a catastrophe at the level of extinction in the future"

    "What disaster?" My mother was bending over to clear the table, and when she heard what they were talking about, she turned her head and asked, "What is the level of extermination?"

    "The level of extermination means that all people are dead." Zhao Bowen replied, "All human beings are extinct."

    My mother laughed as soon as she heard it, probably thinking that these three elders are still talking about children when they are old.

    She shook her head and entered the kitchen with a large stack of plates.

    "We went on to say that when the catastrophe of annihilation strikes, human society will face a super turmoil, which may be a war sweeping the world. Judging from the information we have so far, this is very possible." Zhao Bowen crossed his legs,  "Yang Yang, that girl told you clearly that there are fighter jet wrecks on the street, right?"

    Bai Yang nodded.

    "There are also burned out tanks and armored vehicles."

    "The scene was huge, and you can imagine how chaotic the social environment was at that time." Zhao Bowen continued, "In this case, how do you ensure that the time capsule you buried will not be dug out?  Inside, anyone who knows the exact location of the time capsules could potentially steal them along the way."

    Wang Ning rubbed his chin and frowned.

    "Why should I steal them?"

    "You don't do it now." Bai Zhen interrupted, "It doesn't mean you won't do it five years from now."

    "Is my will so unstable?"

    "This has nothing to do with will." Bai Zhen said, "You don't know what kind of situation you will face."

    Lao Wang's brows were squeezed out of the "Chuan" lines, and he pinched them hard. The failure of the first experiment plan made him very embarrassed. The dignified leader, Director Wang, is actually not as good as a senior high school student.

    "Don't worry, we haven't believed the girl msr's statement yet, so don't jump to conclusions." Lao Wang got up from wherever he fell, "I don't know if it's true or not."

    "It's a bit risky to bury ten capsules in one place. Once they are discovered, they will be wiped out." Zhao Bowen said, "I think it may be better to bury them dispersedly."

    "I want to try again." Lao Wang became more courageous as he became frustrated.

    "Okay, check again, report again!" Bai Zhen waved his big hand, standing still like a general in the Chinese army.

    The first experiment failed, and Wang Ning attributed the reason to not being buried deep enough and hidden enough. He immediately bought a second batch of time capsules and started the second experiment within the next three days.

    Eating a pit and gaining wisdom, this time Wang Ning no longer puts all eggs in one basket, but puts ten eggs in ten baskets.

    For three days, Wang Ning and Bai Zhen drove around the Plum Blossom Villa, and when they found a suitable place, they wrote it down. Fortunately, Lao Bai was an online car-hailing driver by profession, and Lao Wang was a super idler with a fishing leader.  He spends a lot of time wandering outside, like Zhao Bowen, he has no such free time. Old Zhao has to go back to school early in the morning and come here after work at night.

    If the first experiment failed because the time capsule was discovered and stolen during the future social turmoil, then Wang Ning scattered all ten time capsules and buried them this time.  Then I put one in the east and one in the west, even the buryer himself can't remember all the locations, and there will always be one or two that can escape the doomsday disaster.

    After a day of investigation, Wang Ning and Bai Zhen, who were exhausted, came back with their notebooks.

    He took a notebook that recorded all the scheduled locations on the coffee table, and asked Bai Yang to check the locations with bg4msr on the other side of the radio station one by one. If he confirmed that he could save it, he would draw a circle, and if he confirmed that he would be destroyed in a disaster, he would type a  Fork ruled out, and finally he pointed at BenAll the circled maps on the Internet say: Let's just bury the capsules in these places!

    Bai Yang shrugged, but he didn't say a word.

    Uncle Wang didn't listen to what he said, he guessed that this group of people would have to bump their heads against the south wall three times before they knew how to turn around, so let them do it.

    Anyway, it's not my own money to spend.

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    As expected, the second experiment still failed.

    None of the ten time capsules were delivered to the girl. Although Wang Ning carefully selected the burial place, the girl couldn't find any of them, which made her toss all day and make a trip in vain.

    "This is unscientific." Wang Ning was puzzled, "Ten capsules were scattered and buried, why didn't I receive one? Xiao Yang, are you really sure?"

    "Confirmed."

    Bai Yang sat on the side and ate noodles.

    "Then why can't she find the time capsule?" Wang Ning asked, "Is it because the quantity is not enough? Try using 20 capsules next time?"

    "I think we have to change our thinking. Ten capsules won't work, and twenty capsules won't work either." Bai Zhen pondered, "Hiding alone is useless. If what bg4msr said is true, this world will have to experience human beings once.  The crisis of extinction, the chaos of that society will exceed all of our imaginations"

    "Old Bai——! Dry the clothes in the washing machine!" My mother shouted from the room.

    "Hey, here we come!" Bai Zhen got up immediately, turning his head as he walked and continued, "The social chaos in that period will be beyond our imagination, just like my son said, unless you throw it into the lake, it will be very easy.  It's hard to be found"

    "Old Bai!" Mom raised her tone.

    "Here we come." Bai Zhen quickened his pace and trotted into the balcony.

    Watching Lao Bai's back disappear on the balcony, both Wang Ning and Zhao Bowen looked away. When they met, they couldn't help but sigh that Xiaowen is really a heroine, and he taught Lao Bai to be submissive.

    "There is no need to hide it, let's fix it." Wang Ning changed the method, "Pour the time capsule into the building with concrete, so it should be safe."

    Bai Yang said in his heart that his train of thought was indeed the same.

    I thought so too at the beginning.

    "Yang Yang tried this before." Zhao Bowen said, "But it also failed."

    "How did Xiao Yang do it?" Wang Ning asked.

    "I dug a hole and poured white glue into the hole." Bai Yang replied, "It failed, the capsules were not delivered."

    "White glue? White latex?" Wang Ning was taken aback, "How can you use that kind of thing? It's useless after being soaked in water for a long time. If you bury it in the ground, it will definitely not survive twenty years.  , I’m going to use concrete, reinforced concrete to pour the capsules, and that’s fine.”

    They sent Zhao Bowen again.

    Associate Professor Zhao went to the community property with a certificate issued by the School of Physics of Nanjing University, saying that the country's great plan lies with you and me. Now there is a major scientific research project that I hope you can cooperate with. We want to hang the four characters "Plum Blossom Villa" on the gate of the community.  A hole was dug behind the stone house number, and a vibration monitor was buried in it to monitor the changes in the activity level of the continental plate where the urban area of ??Nanjing is located—we suspect that the US imperialists are using continental shelf oscillators to attack us on the other side of the earth.  We have to keep a close eye on it so we can counteract it.

    The community said that it would be willing to devote itself to scientific research and national security.

    So Wang Ning Baizhen called a drilling rig, dug a hole behind the huge three-meter-high and seven-eight-meter-long stone tablet, buried the time capsule in it, poured concrete, and pasted tiles.

    Lao Wang pushed it hard and said that it was 100% fine——

    Don't tell me, it's really no problem now.

    Banxia found the tile according to the instructions, and after smashing the tile, she saw the cement, and there was no doubt that the time capsule was inside.

    Then she smashed the concrete all day and couldn't dig it out.  &lt;/div&gt

 Main Text Chapter Eleven The Carpenter Girl and the Three Elements of the Trap

    In doomsday survival, rope is especially important.

    The teacher collected a lot of ropes and stored them in the building. She is a very far-sighted and foresighted person. When she was a child, Ban Xia didn't realize it. When she grew up, Ban Xia realized how powerful the teacher is. She found that the teacher took every point into consideration and arranged them.  Well, in the most chaotic and difficult days, she dragged the young Pinellia to collect supplies little by little, and built the Meihua Villa into a strong fortress little by little.

    In the end, she died under the greenery downstairs. Although the girl was alone, she was still well protected.

    Pinellia put two bundles of green nylon ropes on the shoulders on both sides, one bundle with a diameter of 10 mm, and the other bundle with a diameter of 0 mm, which were very firm, and then went downstairs.

    Setting traps is also a science. Animals are smarter than humans. Do not underestimate the wisdom of other creatures. This is one of the survival rules taught by the teacher.

    Banxia doesn't know what the uninvited guest who broke into the Plum Blossom Villa is. It may be a jackal, a leopard, or even a brown bear. Anyway, it is a very dangerous creature. The Plum Blossom Villa is not a good habitat.  Since the teacher was still alive, they have regularly cleaned up the environment inside the community. Due to human activities, herbivores are not close to it, so large predators rarely come to the community.

    Ban Xia still remembers the first time he noticed that thing. It was the last time he went out to fish and was followed when he came home at night.

    Did it invade the community that night?

    Or was it already lurking here long before that?

    Meihua Villa is adjacent to the broad Muxuyuan Street in the west, Haiyue Garden Community in the north, Houbiaoying Road in the south, and the dormitory of the 28th Institute of China Electronics Technology in the east.  The east side is connected to other residential areas. In this era, the residential area has long been completely covered by vegetation, and it is no different from a jungle. Therefore, the dangerous creature may have come from the Zijin Mountain in the northwest.

    The girl was sitting on the steps on the first floor of the unit building, humming leisurely, stretching her long legs together, holding a sharp dagger in one hand and a small log in the other.

    She is chipping wood.

    Banxia pushes the back of the knife with her left thumb, chipping off the sawdust one by one. She is a skilled carpenter, and obviously she has done a lot of work. She is digging out a square notch from this palm-length log.

    This is the trigger for making a trap.

    The teacher said that all traps can be simplified into three parts, namely power, traction and trigger.

    The so-called trigger is the hub that keeps the trap balanced and still when there is no prey, and triggers the trap to start when there is prey. It is the core mechanism of the trap and is quite critical.

    The most commonly used and simplest trigger is two hooks that can fit each other, just like the two hands of a person are placed together and the four fingers are bent to hook each other. These two hooks can be made of wood.

    Two pieces of wood of similar size are cut into hooks with a knife.

    The girl spent more than half an hour digging out a square groove in the center of the two wooden blocks, both of which were concave, and then tried to hook them together and pulled them hard.

    Very strong.

    After polishing it again, I squinted my eyes and looked at the light.

    Trigger you're done!

    One-third of the trap has been completed. Among the three major elements, the trigger needs to be made by itself, and the traction relies on a strong nylon rope. The rope is responsible for connecting the various components of the trap and transmitting power.

    The last is motivation.

    There is a natural source of power, and it is also the easiest to get, that is the tree.

    Banxia wraps herself tightly in a plastic raincoat, wears a hood and gloves, and wears plastic rain boots on her feet. This is to prevent her own smell from remaining. Some animals have a very keen sense of smell. If there are human beings in the trap  smell, they will remain alert and will not be fooled.

    The girl got into the grass, and as she walked deeper, she lowered her head to look for signs of animal movements.

    There are mottled residential buildings on both sides, and emerald green vines hang down from the roof, covering the dark windows.

    These high-rise buildings have been unoccupied for more than ten years, and a building has been vacant for ten or twenty years in a normal society and an unmanned environment.  After the evacuation, Chernobyl may meet the previous condition, but Pripyat, where it is located, is located in northern Ukraine, above 50 degrees north latitude, with a dry and cold climate.  , It’s more like dropping a building into the middle of the Amazon rainforest, desolate and isolated, and leaving it vacant for another twenty years.

    Most of the buildings here are uninhabitable, the damp airThe weather and the erosion of plants have cracked the outer walls of the buildings. Some residential buildings are severely cracked, and deep cracks can be seen penetrating from the top with the naked eye.

    The girl got out of the grass and stepped on the road.

    Except for the asphalt paved road, the rest of the community is full of dense weeds.

    The green belt of the community in the past is now lush vegetation, not only grass, but also shrubs, vines, and newly grown trees. They are tightly intertwined, like a thick wall, and those old residential buildings  Just behind the wall.

    The better the greening, the faster the community will be engulfed by nature, only the hardened road paved with floor tiles or asphalt is still stubbornly resisting.

    As long as they are not broken, plant seeds cannot germinate there. Without plants, it is not considered a natural world. All hardened roads covered with floor tiles, asphalt, and no weeds in this world are the territory of pinellia. She  And the natural well water does not interfere with the river water.

    The girl found a suitable tree.

    It grows in the grass by the side of the road. It may be a oak tree, almost as high as a storey, with a trunk as thick as the mouth of a bowl. It grows straight and becomes thinner as it goes up.

    As the source of power for traps, trees provide elastic force, or elastic potential energy. This is the easiest energy to obtain and the easiest way to use energy. Both trees and bamboo are available all over the world. You can store energy by bending them.  , Just be careful that the tree can't be too thick or too thin. If it's too thick, it won't move. If it's too thin, it will break.

    Banxia threw her backpack on the ground, with a knife in her mouth, jumped up vigorously, clamped her legs tightly on the tree trunk, climbed up like a monkey, and pulled out her knife to chop off the extra branches one by one.  Drop it, leaving a trunk in the middle.

    She grabbed the tip of the top of the trunk again, jumped down lightly, pulled the top of the tree to the ground, and bent the tree with her own weight.

    The newly born, water-rich Quercus is extremely elastic, and the straight trunk was pulled down by the girl and bent into an N-shape without breaking.

    She let go, and the tree trunk bounced back sharply.

    Very good, very suitable.

    Ban Xia clapped her hands, she was very satisfied, this tree is very suitable as a source of power for the trap.

    She had to deal with that dangerous visitor.

    The best way is to hang it on the top of the tree

 Main Text Chapter Twelve: The Showdown Between the Girl and the Beast

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    Ban Xia looked up at the surrounding environment, she was surrounded by buildings with lush vegetation.

    There are 15 buildings on the left and 17 buildings on the right. A small road passes between the two buildings. Both sides of the asphalt road are dense shrubs, impenetrable, and the air is almost sticky with the smell of plants.

    Plants also breathe, have photosynthesis, have respiration, they are slow, weak and imperceptible, but when you are in a world surrounded by plants, sticking together, flourishing and growing wildly, you will be surprised that they merge into a huge  A living body, this living body has hundreds of millions of pores all over its body, each of which is breathing. Every deep breath of this huge slime-like green creature before the girl's eyes is endlessly long.

    Pinellia stood at the position where the tree trunk had just been bent and dropped, squatted down and picked up a wrench, stood a wooden hook upside down on the soil, and drove it vertically into the ground.  Expose the depth of the hook.

    Then hold it tightly with both hands, pull it up hard, and pull it out until the face is red and can't pull it out, then confirm that it is nailed, and the trigger part is ready.

    This is the fixed hook, which is responsible for keeping the mechanism still and stable.

    The second hook is a movable hook, which is responsible for triggering the organ.

    Banxia took out the second wooden hook, chiseled two holes at the end of the movable hook, and inserted two nylon ropes into them.

    These two ropes are of different lengths, one is half a meter long and the other is two meters long. The functions of the two ropes are different. The short nylon rope will be tied to the top of the tree later, and it is responsible for pulling the curved trunk to the ground.  On the ground, the other long one needs to be extended to create a loop for catching prey.

    The girl climbed up the tree again and bent the trunk. She lay down on the bent oak tree and tied the nylon rope with the hook to the top of the trunk and tied a strong knot so that the hook hung on the top of the tree.  , After doing this, Banxia stretched her arms hard and hooked the hook to the fixed hook on the ground.

    The grooves of the two wooden hooks fit into each other, and the curved oak is fixed.

    The girl carefully let go of the arm pressing on the trunk, and the oak trunk slowly rebounded until the nylon rope was stretched straight and stopped moving. At this moment, the huge elastic force competed with the fixed hook driven into the ground in the vertical direction.  , the two hooks are in a tug-of-war, achieving a balance, and the entire trap mechanism remains in an n-shape.

    The first nylon rope is tied.

    Next is the second nylon rope.

    The second nylon rope was also tied to the movable hook. The girl stepped back and gently lengthened it, putting it five or six steps away, and tied a slipknot loop with a diameter of 30 to 40 centimeters.

    The rope loop was laid flat on the grass, and Banxia found a few small tree branches, inserted them into the soil, and supported the rope loop in the air, about 20 to 30 centimeters from the ground.

    At this point the setting of the trap is complete.

    This is a simple noose trap, the principle of operation is obvious, the curved trunk provides elasticity, it is pulled firmly on the ground by the hook, if it is not touched, it will remain stable, but if an animal steps into the loop,  If the animal is trapped by the gathered rope loop, the animal will inevitably pull the hook horizontally when struggling to escape. The two hooks can maintain stability in the vertical direction, but they will be unhooked once they are pulled horizontally.

    Once the hook is unhooked, the trunk that has accumulated huge elastic potential energy will be released suddenly, and the trunk will bounce back immediately, while pulling the rope to lift the prey into the air together.

    It's like an ancient bouncy trebuchet.

    The principle is very simple, but very effective.

    The teacher once said that in the post-apocalyptic era, the most basic rule of survival is to lie flat, the less tossing, the longer you will live.

    You can carry a pistol and a bow and arrow, but that can't be your main means of hunting, animals are dangerous, both predators and herbivores are dangerous to humans, so try to avoid confrontation with them  , If you can use dirty tricks, use dirty tricks, and if you can use traps, use traps.

    The girl let out a long breath, and stood on the grass moving her sore wrists.

    The rope circle is still empty for the time being, and some bait will have to be placed in the center of the rope circle at that time. Ban Xia guesses that the uninvited guest is a fierce predator, so the bait should be meat.

    Meat alone is not enough.

    To be on the safe side, rat poison had to be added to the bait.

    In case what is caught is a leopard or even a brown bear, Ban Xia is not sure whether this simple trap can restrain such a huge and powerful creature, so he mixes some poison in the bait.

    Just using traps is not enough, you also need to use medicine!

    Poison them to death!

    It's a pity that the rat poison has not been delivered yet. Three or four days ago, Pinellia told bg4mxh that I need rat poison, but I don't know what went wrong.??The capsule has never been delivered to me.

    The night before yesterday, he asked himself to smash the wall at the gate of the community, saying that the time capsule was hidden there.

    Yesterday I smashed it all afternoon, but I couldn't break it open.

    The solid cement is too strong, and you want to open it unless you have heavy machinery or blast it with explosives.

    Banxia only had a pitiful engineer shovel in her hand, and no matter how she chiseled it, she could only leave a few white marks. She was sore from digging, but the concrete wall remained unmoved.

    She really can't do anything about it.

    "This is outrageous."

    said the girl.

    "This matter is out-of-spec-!"

    The girl yelled at the concrete wall.

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    Pinellia picks up dead leaves and weeds, and gently covers the trap mechanism and nylon rope until they blend together. This is a necessary concealment measure, and the bright rope circle can easily arouse the vigilance of animals.

    After doing all this, she walked around the trap a few more times, making sure that the loops could not be seen from any angle.

    The girl resisted the idea of ??stepping her foot into the rope ring to try.

    People are such strange creatures, they always like to test repeatedly on the verge of death, if you draw a circle on the ground, 100% people will step on it, if you don’t step on it, you will feel uncomfortable, Ban Xia dispels this dangerous thought in your mind, in case  As soon as the mechanism is touched, she will be hung from a tree, and there is no one here to help her.

    Ban Xia packed up and left the scene, erasing traces of her actions by the way.

    It's okay to put the trap here, and come back when the bait is ready.

    She is going to prepare the next trap.

    One trap is not enough, so set up several more. If it is not for limited resources, Ban Xia even wants to put traps all over the Plum Blossom Villa.

    Ban Xia plans to set four traps at different locations inside the Meihua Villa community. She doesn't believe that she won't be able to catch the uninvited guest. This is human wisdom. Even if she is the last human in the world, she can't be looked down upon by those beasts.

    This is the duel between the girl and the beast.

    She carried her bag and bow and arrows, and walked back along the asphalt road. Tonight, she had to urge bg4mxh to bring the rat poison quickly. Of course, don't seal it in cement this time.

    In the alleyway between the two buildings, there was a howling wind blowing head-on, and all the vegetation swayed with the wind in an instant, undulating layer upon layer like waves. Ban Xia suddenly stopped and turned his head to look around suspiciously.

    Looking around, it is verdant and verdant.

    Ban Xia frowned.

    Is it an illusion?

    ? Is it because I am a warlord?

    what is laughing

 Main Text Chapter Fourteen Crow Crow, the Goods Are Departing

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    After seeing off Wang Ning and Zhao Bowen, Laobai and Xiaobai sat down on the sofa in the living room again. The two of them had communicated many times about bg4msr.

    Lao Bai is an experienced old ham. Although he hasn't touched amateur radio much in recent years, he still has the basics. He is still the top amateur radio expert in Nanjing.

    When he was young, he took Wang Ning and Zhao Bowen to play expeditions and games. He collected a bunch of qsl cards, and now they are all pasted on the wall of Baiyang's bedroom.  The famous Mr. bg4mxh is a 59+ broadcaster, and everyone he meets is 59+.

    If this is the Middle Ages, then the distinguished bg4mxh Baron Bai Zhen has already made his name on the world map, and the young son of the baron, the young Baron Bai Yang who inherited the call sign of bg4mxh, left his hometown to participate in the Western Expedition, from east to west,  From speaking Chinese to Pashto to Italian and finally to English, the world will all praise the Baron's 59+——

    you are?

    I am bg4mxh.

    Ah, you are the famous Baron 59+!  Look at icom725 on your back, you really are him!  Your 59+ spans the sky from east to west!

    Mom took the cups on the coffee table to wash, and brought two new cups, filled with boiled water.

    "Have you gone back to see the house in your hometown?" Bai Zhen asked.

    The mother who was pouring water raised her head, "The house in my hometown? The one in Lulou?"

    Bai Zhen nodded.

    "I haven't been back." Mom said, "You haven't been back, how can I go back."

    Bai Zhen is not a native of Nanjing. He came to Nanjing with his parents to settle down when he was six years old. His hometown is Lulou Town, Pei County. Bai Yang’s grandparents came to Nanjing to do business in the 1980s. At that time, the reform and opening up was in full swing, and he was bold.  They are all in the sea. At that time, Uncle Bai and his wife were in the county credit union and the other in the county supply and marketing cooperative. They were dual-employee families in the state-owned unit.  , So he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and resigned and went to Nanjing to do business.

    But the facts prove that all those who get rich are indeed courageous, but not all those who are brave get rich.

    Uncle Bai and his wife have struggled all their lives. The only thing worthy of praise is that they have saved up two houses before the housing prices skyrocketed.  The set is in Plum Blossom Villa, and Bai Zhen lives in it, and they live in the small set by themselves.

    They still have a self-built house in their hometown in Peixian County, and they have to go back to visit the grave every Tomb-sweeping Day.

    Pei County, yes, is the hometown of Han Gaozu Liu Bang, where he was the head of the pavilion.

    Now it is a county under the jurisdiction of Xuzhou City.

    "What do you think of us selling this house and going back to our hometown?" Lao Bai asked.

    "Crazy." The mother ignored him, "You don't want this house, you want to go back to your hometown, that's fine, you go back by yourself, this house can't be sold, you have to leave it to your son."

    "I'm planning to go back to my hometown sometime, to renovate the old house and add a basement or something." Bai Zhen continued.

    Bai Yang gave his father a slightly surprised look.

    Although the old man said he didn't believe it or not, he was still honest physically. Wasn't the purpose of repairing the old house in his hometown this time to save himself a way out?

    Bai Yang reckoned that his return to his hometown was far more than simply repairing the house. His hometown was in a village with a vast land and few people, so there was enough room for him to use such a large open space.  Dad is a retired soldier and has served in the army for more than ten years. Although he usually opens Didi like a middle-aged greasy man who has nothing but talk, but when his family is facing a major threat, this lazy old man  Man too can become a strong shield.

    "Apart from adding a basement?" Bai Yang asked, "Is there anything else to do?"

    "We also need to thicken the walls and use concrete sandwiched with thick steel plates. It is best to withstand 12.7 mm caliber shooting. In addition, windows must be blocked to leave shooting holes." Bai Zhen replied, "The basement has to dig a well.  There must be a sufficient supply of fresh water, without fresh water, it is impossible to persist for a long time, food, power generation, fuel, medicine, and transportation must be adequately prepared, and at least five people can use it for three months."

    Bai Zhen looked very serious, which frightened his mother.

    "Old Bai, what's wrong with you?"

    "I'm saying that if the end of the world is coming, we have to prepare as soon as possible." Bai Zhen replied.

    "Then it's better to move to New Zealand, or Australia." Bai Yang took a deep breath, "Those places have fewer people and no one, and the target is even smaller."

    "You can't survive even if you move to those places." BaiNod your head in satisfaction.

    No one could tell that he was Xiao Zhu.

    "Brother Wang, what do you want me to do? You are in such a hurry." Xiao Zhu was a little curious, "What can I bring you? Is it in your hand?"

    Wang Ning's expression suddenly dropped.

    "Xiao Zhu, Xiao Zhu, you must help Brother Wang with this." Wang Ning had tears in his eyes, his tone was sad and indignant, and he spoke very fast. While talking, he turned his head and looked upstairs, as if someone was chasing him.  "Otherwise, I'm going to dance in Xuanwu Lake Your sister-in-law kicked me out."

    Xiao Zhu was shocked.

    "What's the matter? Brother Wang, what happened between you and your sister-in-law?"

    "Your sister-in-law said that I cheated." Wang Ningsheng had nothing to love, "She said I cheated, and she wanted to divorce me."

    Xiao Zhu turned pale with shock.

    Logically speaking, he shouldn't meddle in this kind of leadership and family affairs.

    ? When couples fight at the head of the bed, they may get back together at the end of the bed. If he is an outsider pointing fingers, when the family reconciles, he will be a different person inside and out.

    "You must help me."

    "Okay, okay, Brother Wang, just say it, I, I, I am obliged."

    "Please help me take away the cheating partner identified by your sister-in-law. Hurry up and take it away as soon as possible." Wang Ning sighed, "She said that if these things are at home for a day, she won't let me go to bed for a day She only found out  One would be a mess, and it would be terrible if all of these were searched out."

    Xiao Zhu's eyes fell on the black plastic bag in Wang Ning's hand, and she was shocked.

    Is this Brother Wang's cheating partner?

    Why are you divided into several bags?

    "WangBrother Wang, thiswhat is in this bag?"

    Xiao Zhu was ready to escape.

    Wang Ning took a step closer, looked left and right for no one, and lowered his voice mysteriously:

    "Aircraft Cup."

    Xiaozhu Petrochemical was on the spot.

    "Your sister-in-law said that I was being unfaithful to her by using this thing. She chopped the one she found with a kitchen knife and scared me half to death. Then she quickly rescued the rest. There is no place to put it now, but I don't want to  Throw it away, you know, but they are all good things carefully selected by me, for Hart, wouldn’t it be a pity to destroy them?” Wang Ning continued, “So please help me to transfer them to my friend for temporary storage  , wait for the limelight to pass before taking it back.”

    "Brother Wang, do you—want to—take it back?"

    "Of course, after all, I have been with me for so many years, and I have feelings."

    Xiao Zhu nodded in a daze.

    Even if he was given another head, he didn't know that he was called by Brother Wang to help him, and he also handed it over to a friend for temporary storage?  What if it is used by a friend?

    Picking up the black plastic bag in his hand, it was heavy, Xiao Zhu took a look inside, and could vaguely see a voluptuous picture, white hips and breasts.

    The innocent and kind-hearted Xiao Zhu didn't look much, and quickly looked away, not to look at evil.

    At the same time secretly slander:

    Good guy, so many?  Brother Wang is manually opening the harem?

    Next, Wang Ning informed Xiao Zhu of the specific location and time of the joint, and told him that it was easy to find a joint. He would look for someone who wore sunglasses, a mask and a hat like him in this hot day. After finding it, don’t talk too much.  Just hand the bag to him.  Xiao Zhu nodded, he finally understood why Brother Wang had to pack himself so tightly, and he really had to keep it out of the way when transporting this thing.

    Xiao Zhu set off with her bag.

    The plan started to work.

    Wang Ning watched his back disappear at the gate of the community, withdrew his expression, and took out his mobile phone to make a call:

    "Crow crow, the goods are on the way. ?

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    "Sparrow, sparrow, the crow received it, and the crow is ready to go."

    Wang Ning put away his mobile phone, he was going all out, and his face was temporarily put down.

    In order to ensure success, he even copied Bai Yang's plan as it was. Even the excuse for asking for help was the same, and there was no reason why he couldn't succeed.

    The thought of heroism of self-sacrifice to save the world welled up in his heart, and Wang Ning suddenly felt fearless. Youdao is a man until he dies as a teenager, even though Wang Ning is old, with a big belly, less hair, and light on the top of his head  , getting more and more greasy, the young girls on the road will go around when they see him-but Lao Wang never had a dream of becoming a hero.

    Who wouldn't want to become light?

    Thinking of this, Pharaoh's back straightened even more.

    On the other side, Zhao Bowen received the news and assigned Crow to the designated location to meet up.

    Who is the real identity of the crow?  So far we have not learned that Zhao Bowen has never disclosed the identity of this person to anyone since then. The only thing we know about Crow is that he was in Qinhuai on the afternoon of October 14, 2019.  A tall man wearing a wide-brimmed hat, sunglasses, and a mask appeared at an intersection in the district.

    The crow got the time capsule in the afternoon and went to Crescent Lake as instructed.

    The specific location of the hidden time capsule can only be chosen by the crow himself, and this location cannot be known by anyone in this era except him.

    And the second person in the world to know the location lived twenty years later.

    It has to be said that Zhao Bowen, Wang Ning, and Baizhen's trio designed a plan that was much more thorough than Bai Yang's. The three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang, and the three smart men are obviously better than high school students.

    Wang Ning, Zhao Bowen, and Bai Zhen possess far more financial resources and manpower than Bai Yang. Some people have money and resources, and they have the ability to do their best in every link to increase the success rate of the plan.

    The crow threw the time capsule into the Crescent Lake, and then sent the location information to Zhao Bowen in the form of a voice note through WeChat according to the instructions.

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    "Ah—it's so hot, so hot!" the girl howled on the channel, "Why is the weather so damn hot? It's stuffy and hot? The electric fan is blowing hot air, I'm going to be dried out, summer  Isn't it all over?"

    Bai Yang was wearing earphones here, silently took out the remote control of the air conditioner, and lowered the temperature by one degree.

    "Qihuhu, it's very hot here too, bg4msr, but I have air conditioning, over."

    "Bring me an air conditioner!"

    "I can't do it, over."

    Ban Xia is leaning against the back of the chair, with her long bare legs draped on the table. She only has a vest and a pair of shorts on her body. Her hair is tied up in a ball and coiled on top of her head. The electric fan behind her is whistling. Even so, the room is still  It's as hot as a steamer, and summer is so hard.

    "I set four traps in the community today, one in the southeast and one in the northwest." Ban Xia said, "It took a lot of effort from my boss, but I'm exhausted."

    "Big sister, remember to add over or end after you finish a sentence, you always forget, over."

    "forget."

    "Look, you forgot again, over."

    "It's so troublesome, it doesn't matter if you don't add it, anyway, you know I'm done, and, who do you call eldest sister? I'm obviously younger than you."

    "You are nineteen years old, I am eighteen years old, you are older than me, over."

    "No, no, no, it can't be calculated like this. You were born at the beginning of this century, almost forty years ago. You are more than 20 years older than me."

    "Then what should my name be? Call you little girl? over."

    Ban Xia frowned, bit her lip, and stared up at the ceiling.

    "No, no, no, we still have different ages. You are eighteen and I am nineteen. You still call me sister, but you are not allowed to call me elder sister—"

    "Okay, sister, let's talk about the trap. How did you set the trap? Did you dig it? Dig a deep hole in the ground, and put some grass, leaves and branches on the hole? over."

    "No, of course not. It is very difficult to dig a pit, especially one that can trap large animals. It cannot be done by one person." Ban Xia shook her head, "The most commonly used is an elastic sleeve with a rope sleeve  Trap, have you ever seen it? It doesn’t matter if it’s the kind of deer or roe deer, once triggered, it will be caught and hung up by its hind legs.”

    Bai Yang was a little surprised.

    "How did you do it? over."

    "Use a tree to make it. Trees or bamboo are fine. The trunk can be bent, but not broken." Pinellia held a stainless steel ruler in her hand, inserted it into thePut it into the gap of the tabletop, and bend it slowly with your fingers, "Isn't the bent tree trunk elastic? Use a hook to pull it to the ground to fix it, and connect a rope to the hook. If an animal steps into it  When the noose is pulled, the noose tightens as soon as it is pulled, while the hook is pulled unhooked, and the trunk springs back with a jerk—"

    She let go of her hand, and the ruler "buzzed" back and forth.

    "It's very simple to hang the prey at once, right? This is the simplest noose trap, do you understand?"

    Bai Yang scratched his head, it sounded a bit complicated.

    He was thinking about whether he really wanted to learn how to survive in the wild.

    Maybe it will be useful in the future.

    In case human civilization is completely destroyed, and the remaining human beings have to return to the era of farming and hunting, there is nothing wrong with mastering one more survival skill.

    It is difficult for a normal person's brain to accept the concept of "world destruction" suddenly.

    For things that have never been touched, everyone is narrow-minded. What is a blind man feeling an elephant?  Facing something that has never been seen before, everyone is blind. Everyone can only recognize each other based on their own experience and from the direction they can understand. The person who touches the nose says that the elephant is a long bar.  Those with legs say that elephants are pillars, and those who touch ears say elephants are palm-leaf fans.

    What is Peeping Leopard in a Tube?  Everyone is looking at the leopard with a tube. Different life experiences give you different shapes of tubes. Some people have square tubes, and the leopards they see are square. Some people have round tubes, and the leopards they see are round.  , actually right?  Neither is right.

    Now facing the concept of "world destruction" like Yogsothoth or Leviathan, Bai Yang's first feeling is not fear, not nervousness, not panic, but feeling nothing.

    Because this concept is too illusory and huge, and too far away from daily life, the stupid thing like the brain can’t be stressed, and the adrenaline can’t be secreted. There is no doubt that the destruction of the world is definitely the biggest crisis in human history, but let me tell you  The world will be destroyed in five years and a robbery puts a knife to your neck, obviously the latter to get your adrenaline pumping.

    But that ghostly Leviathan will not be suspended in the sky forever, when it really enters your daily life, starts to change the world bit by bit, and makes you realize that it is real - then  Everything is different.

    Bai Yang had already touched this giant beast, and when he saw the true face of the iceberg tip of the opponent, he was almost crushed by its huge weight.

    He couldn't experience the end of the world.

    But five years later, his parents died tragically, his friends died tragically, and everyone around him died tragically, he could imagine.

    It made him panic, and made him desperate to save that terrible future.

    "bg4mxh? bg4mxh? Can you hear me? Why is there no sound?"

    "bg4msr, I'm here, over." Bai Yang's thoughts returned to the contact, "bg4msr, I'm under a lot of pressure now, over."

    "The pressure is so great that you say two overs in one sentence?"

    Bai Yang was taken aback.

    "Why is there so much pressure?" Ban Xia asked.

    "Do you still need to ask? There are still five years, the whole world will be over, everyone will die, and I will be desperate, over."

    The girl fell silent.

    The teacher said that the joys and sorrows of people are not connected.

    Sure enough, she couldn't understand Bai Yang's feelings.

    She was listening to the dismay of a long-dead man over a doomed end.

    This looks a little funny.

    But more cruel

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    "Come on, bg4mxh, let me comfort you!" The girl retracted her long legs, bent up and hugged her knees, "Think about it better, you still have five years, and you can do a lot in five years.  Whatever you want to do, you can do it all within five years!"

    The other party was stunned for a while.

    "Bg4msr, are you comforting me? over."

    Bai Yangxin said that your tone is like a doctor telling a patient that you still have five years to live, so you should fulfill any wish as soon as possible.

    Where is this comfort?

    This is clearly telling you that there is no cure for the disease.

    "Uh then let's put it another way, you still have five years to restore this future." Ban Xia said, "Cheer up, young man! You still have five years to change the future! Let all mankind be saved from the fate of being destroyed  !"

    Strange to say, it is clear that Ban Xia lives in a doomsday world full of dangers.

    Instead, she wants to comfort others.

    Bai Yang lowered his head and leaned on the bookshelf, "But we don't have a clue, bg4msr, we don't know what will happen in the future, where do we start to prevent disasters from coming? Put nuclear bombs in the earth's orbit now? Wait for the black moon to come  Did you blow it up?"

    "Okay, blow it up!" The girl waved her fist, "bg4mxh, there are six or seven billion people on your side, and six or seven billion people have six or seven billion brains.  The method, the teacher said that you had a very strong industrial power in that era, with a huge number of weapons and troops, if you were not caught off guard, if you could take precautions in advance, maybe you could reverse the entire future?"

    "Build nuclear bomb silos on the ground! Build tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of nuclear bomb silos!" Ban Xia continued, "When the black moon comes, all the bombs will be launched! Black moon looked down, my god,  He might have been scared away."

    Bai Yang suddenly laughed out loud.

    "Bg4msr, do you know what a nuclear bomb is? over."

    "I know." The girl replied, "Because I have seen it."

    Bai Yang was taken aback.

    "Have you ever seen a nuclear bomb? An ICBM? over."

    "No, I've seen a nuclear bomb explode." Ban Xia said leisurely, "When I was very young, far away, in the middle of the night, a sun suddenly appeared in the sky."

    Bai Yang's eyes widened.

    "Later, the teacher said that it was a nuclear bomb that exploded over Zhenjiang City." Ban Xia said, "The hot wind blew all the way to Nanjing City. That night, the sky became very bright and bright."

    The girl's tone was calm, but Bai Yang seemed to be able to feel the dry and scorching hot wind blowing from the earphones from more than ten years later. He turned his head and looked out, looking at the brightly lit city outside the window.  Lines of sight overlap—

    That night, the young girl was held in someone's arms, and she stood on the top of the building and looked east. The night was suddenly illuminated by a huge fireball hanging from the sky. It was a sun, a rapidly expanding sun.  Its volume expanded a thousand times, and everything within its borders was annihilated, and everything was turned into fly ash in the high temperature, but the air expanded faster than the volume, and the supersonic shock wave within two minutes after the explosion  It swept across to Nanjing, 80 kilometers away, and standing on the roof of the Qinhuai District, I could still feel the scorching hot wind.

    It is hard to imagine what kind of predicament humans will face in that era, and they will not hesitate to use nuclear weapons to destroy cities.

    Sure enough, it was difficult for his poor brain to draw a panorama of the destruction of the world.

    With all the nuclear weapons installed, digging a basement to build a shelter is useless.

    I can only pray that it doesn't fall on top of my head.

    "We can't do it on our own, bg4msr, you have to help me." Bai Yang said, "Without your help, we can't do it, and it's impossible to reverse the ruined future,"

    "Leave it on me!" Banxia patted her chest excitedly, and smiled, "I'm here to help you. You help me and I help you. This is called helping each other!"

    "The most important thing at the moment is that we lack information, we lack key information too much." Bai Yang said, "bg4msr, we must know what caused the disaster to come, what caused the black moon to come, can you understand? No  Knowing this, it is impossible to prescribe the right medicine, bg4msr, you have to tell me everything you know, over."

    "But I have told you everything I know." Ban Xia said.

    "Black Moon, and the long-legged spiders crawling around at night?"

    "Yes——" Ban Xia nodded, "That's all I know, I only remember so much, what can I do?"

    "Where is the teacher?" Bai Yang asked, "Did the teacher leave any useful clues? over."

    &nbsp; "Well teacher"

    The girl nodded her chin, thinking carefully.

    Although she has lived together for many years, she doesn't know her teacher, not even her name, because in this world where there are only two people left, names don't matter.  In the eyes of Ban Xia, the teacher is a strong, silent and strict woman. The teacher is very knowledgeable. She taught herself to read and read, and taught herself to recite "Quiet Night Thoughts".  Shooting does everything from setting traps to filtering fresh water to handling prey. The teacher is also very mysterious. She hardly talks about herself. Ban Xia knows very little about her past.

    "Is there a diary or something? over."

    Bai Yang asked.

    "journal……"

    Pinellia recalls.

    Does the teacher have the habit of keeping a diary?

    Ban Xia shook her head, she had never seen the teacher write a diary.

    "I don't know, I haven't seen the teacher keep a diary, how about I look for it for you some other day?"

    That's what I said, but Ban Xia reckons there is not much hope.

    There are very few personal items left by the teacher. Banxia kept them well and stored them in the cabinet. After the teacher passed away, she sorted out the relics. There were only three old books in paper products, and no diary was ever found.

    One is "Three Hundred Poems of the Tang Dynasty", which the teacher often uses when learning to read and recite poems with Banxia.

    One is the "English-Chinese Dictionary", which the teacher often uses when he recognizes the twenty-six English letters with Pinellia. Of course, Pinellia didn't remember a few words in the end.

    There is also a tattered tome "Journey to the West" in hardcover.

    Banxia doesn't know if there are any books left in other places. If not, then these three books are the last legacy of human culture.

    She suddenly remembered the two garbage novels she found in the Nanjing Library some time ago.

    That can be regarded as the heritage of human culture, although it belongs to the category of dross.

    It's a pity that it was very cold at the time, so I burned the book to keep warm, or it could be used as an ornament when I brought it back.

    The two chatted until late into the night. Before the end of the communication, Bai Yang did not forget to remind Ban Xia again:

    "Don't forget to find the capsule tomorrow, do you know the location? over."

    The specific location of the time capsule has been sent to the girl by Zhao Bowen's mobile phone. This afternoon, Uncle Zhao came over to deliver the information in person, using the same method, except that the song played this time was not "Life in Bloom", but  "I love you China".

    "I see, in Crescent Lake"

    The girl suddenly stopped talking.

    She chuckled, "The next thing is a secret, I can't tell you."

    Ban Xia is sitting on a chair, with icom725 on the table, a small plastic desk lamp is shining, the light outlines the soft outline of the girl's back, she is humming leisurely, the dark city is outside the window, and the dim light is behind her  In the bedroom, the door suddenly moved in the shadows, and then it was slowly pushed open with a soft "creak" sound.

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    Ban Xia took off her earphones, turned her head to look, her eyes were as bright as a cat's in the dark night.

    "Uncle Huang—what did you come to my place without sleeping in the middle of the night?"

    The girl got down from the chair.

    "Don't go to bed yet"

    She suddenly remembered that weasels are nocturnal animals.

    It just doesn't sleep at night.

    Uncle Huang got in through the crack of the door, trotted all the way to the girl's feet and stopped. This old weasel lived for many years. It was there when the teacher took Pinellia to live in Building 11. The teacher said that the lifespan of a weasel is at most ten  Banxia has known it for seven years, and Banxia doesn’t know how long it can live. Over the years, the fur on Uncle Huang’s body is no longer smooth, and the teeth are no longer sharp. The girl actually doubts whether it can still rely on it.  Catch the mouse yourself.

    At least recently, it always comes to find what it wants to eat.

    "Uncle Huang!" Banxia knelt down in front of it, and the weasel raised its head, staring straight at the girl with its small dark eyes, like two buttons.

    "Want something to eat?" She stretched out her index finger and tapped Uncle Huang's forehead, and the little thing was pushed back a step by her, "Come on, call Dad! Call Dad and I'll give you something to eat."

    Uncle Huang whimpered and curled up his tail pitifully.

    In the past two days and half summer, I asked Uncle Huang to go upstairs to chase away the mice, and it has been very effective. Although Uncle Huang is old and frail, deaf, blind, and dizzy, his aura as a natural enemy of rodents is still there. This is the deterrent given to him by nature.  No matter how old a tiger is, it is still a tiger, not a cat.

    As soon as it sat there, Shuke Beta all walked around.

    It's useless when Zheng Yuanjie comes!

    Ban Xia looked at Uncle Huang's wet little nose, and thought it was a mouse.

    Uncle Huang is also a mouse.

    It is a yellow sausage mouse.

    But why do mice have to embarrass mice?

    "Okay, okay, stop barking, I'll get you something to eat." Ban Xia scratched Uncle Huang's fur, got up and walked into the living room barefoot.

    Uncle Huang shrank on the floor, motionless.

    A few minutes later, the girl came back with food, and she put it in front of Uncle Huang, but the latter was not interested in the food, even when Pinellia put jerky to his mouth, it was indifferent, Uncle Huang still shrank his body, and went to Banxia  The slippers leaned against the edge.

    Ban Xia was a little surprised.

    "Huh? Don't you want to eat it? Your favorite little jerky?"

    She poked the little jerky onto Uncle Huang's face, once and twice.

    Uncle Huang didn't take a second look at the food. He closed his eyes, turned his face away, and curled up at Banxia's feet, trembling slightly.

    What's wrong with it?

    The girl stroked its ears lightly, from the ears to the back, the weasel curled up quietly on the floor, Pinellia fingered the thick fur and explored its warm body, Uncle Huang's body was trembling, the girl from  A louse popped out of its fur, pinched it to death with its nails, and frowned.

    Uncle Huang was afraid. It came to him not for food, but for shelter.

    It is not afraid of itself.

    Ban Xia raised her head to look at the ceiling, then turned her head to look out of the dark window.

    So what is it afraid of?

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    The next day.

    Early in the morning, Ban Xia set off and found the pile of time capsules at the designated location. It was amazing to say that Ban Xia had seen this pile of rusty tin cans a long time ago, and she forgot when she came from Crescent Moon.  I saw them when the lake was passing by. The pile of capsules was half buried in the dry mud stall. When I saw them for the first time, I couldn’t see what they were. It wasn’t until today that the girl arrived at the Crescent Lake again and dug them out. I was surprised that they were time capsules.  .

    What's in the capsule?

    Ban Xia dragged all five capsules back with a small trailer, and opened them excitedly.

    "Dad—! Mom—! Another big harvest today!"

    She took out the contents one by one.

    Gauze.

    Bandages.

    Syringe.

    adhesive tape.

    Scissors.

    Vise.

    knife.

    Awl.

    There is also a bottle of medical alcohol that has been stored for 20 years. The dark brown plastic bottle has not been opened and is tightly sealed. Pinellia picked it up and looked at it. There is a label on the bottle. The net content is 500ml and the concentration is 95.  %, the manufacturer Yangzhou Jiuling Medical Devices Co., Ltd., the production date is May 17, 2019, and the validity period is two years.

    according toAccording to the label, this bottle of alcohol must have expired, but fortunately, medical alcohol is not a complicated drug. The reason why the concentration is reduced and invalid is volatilization. Pinellia unscrewed the bottle cap and sniffed it. It has been sealed underground to avoid  Light preservation, the degree of volatilization is very limited.

    The girl unfolded all the eighteen kinds of weapons, which were glittering with silver, such as knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks, and forks, and then stood on the floor with her hips crossed to examine them.

    Good guy, this is a set of orthopedic surgery equipment for yourself?

    Do you expect yourself to open your own head?

    There is also a strange painting, Banxia picked it up and took a second look. In the painting, there is a bearded man in a red hat and blue overalls standing on a high podium.

    And a pack of colorless transparent crystals that can't be seen.

    What's this?

    White sugar?

    Salt?

    MSG?

    Ban Xia dipped it with her fingers and licked it with her tongue.

    "Bah bah bah bah bah!"

    The girl's facial features were wrinkled.

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    The other end.

    The trio of Bai Zhen, Wang Ning, and Zhao Bowen had been waiting at Bai Yang's house early on. Zhao Bowen asked for leave from the academy and arrived at four in the afternoon. Wang Ning asked for leave from himself and arrived at 1:00 pm. This time,  They need to find out whether what bg4msr said is true or not.

    The three of them fidgeted and waited until after ten o'clock in the evening. As soon as Bai Yang came back from the evening self-study, they immediately followed the room.

    "What are you so anxious about?"

    "Hey, hey, I'll do it myself I'll do it myself! Don't force yourself into it!"

    "Slow down! Take it easy!"

    "one by one!"

    Before Bai Yang put down his schoolbag, they began to toss and fiddle with the radio station. These three old men, who were always in disarray and always abandoned the new and disliked the old, clearly abandoned the old and decrepit i725 many years ago, and mercilessly put it on the shelf.  I thought, tonight, the three big scumbags reunited here for it, and they want to take it for themselves. What kind of Mary Su plot is this?

    The story of three old toads and an old radio station——

    Twenty years ago, it was advanced and brand new, and it was the darling of the stars. The three teenagers fell in love with it at first sight.

    Twenty years later it was in disrepair, a relic of an old time, and the three hams dismissed it.

    Until one night, it gained mysterious power and glowed with incomparable glory.

    ?The three scumbags repented, reined in the precipice, and the prodigal son turned around, abandoned WeChat and QQ, and launched a grand chase!

    It escapes, they chase, it is hard to fly.

    Bai Yangxin said that he could really make up his mind.

    By eleven o'clock in the evening, he connected to bg4msr.

    "a painting? I saw it." The girl's crisp voice came from the earphones, "A bearded man wearing a red hat and blue pants is standing on the stage, bg4mxh, what painting is this?"

    "The name of that painting is "Penguin and Mickey in Court." Bai Yang replied.

    "Ohso the villain's name is Penguin and Mickey?"

    "No, that villain's name is Mario." Bai Yang said.

    "What about Penguin and Mickey?" Ban Xia asked, "Where are they?"

    "They're in court."

    Ban Xia listed all the items in the time capsule one by one, and the commonly used tritium tube verification method also passed. At this time, Wang Ning patted Bai Yang on the shoulder and asked him to ask him, apart from medical supplies and paintings, what else is there?  Did you find anything else.

    "Bg4msr, Uncle Wang asked me to ask you, besides pliers, scissors, syringes, medical equipment and that painting, did you find anything else?"

    "Anything else?" The other party thought for a while, "Nothing."

    Wang Ning asked Bai Yang to confirm whether bg4msr had received all five capsules.

    "Did you find all five capsules?"

    "I found them all"

    As soon as Wang Ning heard it, he had a clue in his heart, hehe, let him catch the flaw.

    "Wait, bg4mxh, there is another strange thing." The girl said suddenly.

    Wang Ning's heart sank suddenly.

    "What?" Bai Yang asked.

    "I don't know what it is in a pack. It looks a bit like candy, but it's inedible." Ban Xia said, "Didn't you put it in?"

    "Xiao Yang, ask her about her color." Wang Ning was a little nervous.

    "bg4msr, what color is that thing?"

    The other party didn't think about it.

    "White, or colorless and transparent!" &lt;/div&gt;???  "

    The other party didn't think about it.

    "White, or colorless and transparent!" &lt;/div&gt

 Main Text Chapter 18 Purpose and Carrying Information

    Bai Yang turned his head and looked at the three people standing behind him.

    Wang Ning stood in the middle, and Bai Yang saw that his face turned red, then blue, and finally white like a traffic light. He raised his right hand and grabbed his chest with a painful expression.

    He remembered that the heart was on the left.

    So he switched to his left hand, tightly grasping the shirt on his chest, his expression continued to be painful, and he staggered back two steps.

    Zhao Bowen and Bai Zhen quickly supported him.

    "Old Wang, what's wrong with you?"

    "I I have a heart attack" Wang Ning was out of breath.

    "When did you have a heart attack?"

    "From now on."

    The three of them left the room. Bai Yang was sitting at the table. Through the wall, he could faintly hear his father and the others arguing.  "Isn't the propagation speed of electromagnetic signals also the speed of light" - this is Zhao Bowen, "No one will believe you when you tell it!" - this is Wang Ning, and "It's over" - this is Dad.

    Father Wang Ning and Zhao Bowen quarreled in the living room for half an hour, and then suddenly fell silent. They sat in silence for a long time, both wanted to talk but didn't speak, and finally the three of them got up at the same time.

    "I'm going to the bathroom."

    "I'm going to smoke a cigarette."

    "I I'll go!"

    Bai Yang went downstairs to throw out the trash, and saw Zhao Bowen sitting on the stairs on the first floor of the unit building smoking a cigarette.

    The light in the corridor was very dark, and the lights were not turned on. Old Zhao just sat silently in the darkness, only the red cigarette butts flickered on and off slowly.

    "Uncle Zhao."

    Zhao Bowen stepped aside, Bai Yang sat down beside him, and the two sat side by side on the steps, looking at the black green belt outside the unit door and the lights of the opposite residential building.

    "Yang Yang."

    "Um?"

    "You have made great achievements." Zhao Bowen smiled, "You may have changed the fate of all mankind."

    "Don't make fun of me."

    "I'm not kidding, really." Zhao Bowen exhaled a smoke ring, and the half-burned smoke was crumpled on his fingers, "You have made a major discovery that is absolutely unprecedented, and it may be unprecedented. If you want to list  Make a list of the 100 most important people since the birth of mankind, Yang Yang, you must be among them, what Qin Huang Han Wu, Tang Zong Song Zu, at most, will be listed with you Bai Yang."

    "Don't embarrass me, Uncle Zhao." Bai Yang rested his chin and stared blankly at the opposite residential building. The building was brightly lit, and behind every window was a safe and happy family.

    There are still five years before human civilization will be destroyed. In this case, what is the point of listing the 100 most important people in human history?

    Is it a summary of the life of the dead before his burial?

    "Do you want to give an acceptance speech?" Zhao Bowen asked.

    "Thanks to cctv, thanks to btv, thanks to bilibili, thanks to nga, thanks to Zhihu Weibo Baidu Post Bar." Bai Yang said.

    "good!"

    Zhao Bowen clapped his hands.

    The applause fell, and it returned to silence.

    Old Zhao bit the cigarette in his mouth and took a long puff. The red-hot cigarette butt suddenly brightened in the darkness.

    "It is no exaggeration to say that today may be the most important day in millions of years since humans left Africa. We are witnessing history."

    "But it's just an ordinary day." Bai Yang looked up at the sky.

    "Any day in history is an ordinary day." Zhao Bowen smiled, "The great changes seen by later generations are just a day of eating and sleeping as usual in the eyes of those who have experienced it."

    "It's always been like this?"

    "It's always been like this."

    Old Zhao smoked silently until there was only one butt left.

    "What are you going to do with this matter?" Bai Yang asked.

    "We can't sit still, we have to find a way to change that future." Zhao Bowen replied.

    "How to do?"

    "I don't have a clue for the time being." Zhao Bowen shook his head, "I'm afraid it will be difficult to solve this problem by ourselves, but everyone is picking up firewood and the flames are high. When I report this matter, the state machinery will start to turn, Qingbei Huawu Middle School Social Sciences  Those messy top think tanks can always find a way.”

    "Uncle Zhao, you are also a professor at Nantah University."

    "Associate."

    Zhao Bowen threw the cigarette butt on the sole of his foot and stomped on it hard.

    "I'm still confused." Bai Yang said suddenly.

    ?"Where are you confused?"

    "Everything is blurred." Bai Yang patted his cheeks, "Why did this happen, why did there be communication through time and space? What is the reason for the failure of the time capsule transmission? Is it really because someone dug it out?"

    "I can't answer your first question." Zhao Bowen said, "No one knows why this happened. I guess the problem is not with us, but with bg4msr."

    "Black Moon?"

    "It may be caused by the black moon." Zhao Bowen nodded, "It's just that we haven't found direct evidence yet that can prove that it is the culprit for the hyperspace communication."

    "Isn't this obvious?" Bai Yang asked, "It is the only object beyond our knowledge."

    "It is obvious, but it can only be said to be highly suspicious until definite evidence is found." Zhao Bowen said, "As for the next few questions, I have been thinking about them for a while and have come up with some unreliable speculations.  It’s all because of my thoughts, but I can tell you about it, anyway, I don’t have to bear legal responsibility if I tell you.”

    "Uncle Zhao, tell me!" Bai Yang cheered up.

    "First of all, Yang Yang Do you think it is difficult to send a time capsule, a piece of time slowly, to twenty years later?" Zhao Bowen took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and took out another one.

    Today he smoked more than he usually does in a week.

    Bai Yang froze for a moment when he heard this question.

    "Disaster?"

    "No, it's not difficult, in fact it's not difficult at all." Zhao Bowen clicked on the lighter and lit a cigarette in his palm, "Old Wang's idea is right. It's not difficult to bury a time capsule. Put it  It is not difficult to send it twenty years later, but why have we failed so many times?"

    After asking this question, Old Zhao took a deep breath.

    "Because of the destruction of the world and social unrest." Bai Yang replied, "The capsule will be dug out."

    "Yes, this is the reason, it should be said that it is very likely to be the reason, so we have to double-blind to prevent someone from knowing what the capsule is and where it is at the same time." Zhao Bowen nodded, "But we have to learn to see through the phenomenon.  To the essence, Yang Yang, you must learn to extend a single case to the general field—”

    Zhao Bowen picked up a stone from the ground.

    "Yang Yang, I'm throwing this pebble into the green belt at the door now, do you think it can survive twenty years from now?"

    Bai Yang was startled.

    Before he could answer, Zhao Bowen revealed the answer himself, "It must be possible. We can throw this stone into the green belt casually. As long as there is no accident and it is not too unlucky to be crushed by a car, it will definitely be intact.  Twenty years later, after all, no one will have trouble with an inconspicuous stone."

    Bai Yang nodded.

    "But—" Zhao Bowen changed the subject, "If we want to send this stone to bg4msr twenty years later, and still throw it into the green belt casually, can we do it?"

    "cannot."

    "Yes, you can't. If you want to send a stone to bg4msr, you must stuff it into a time capsule. You must follow the double-blind rule, otherwise you will fail. If you throw it into the green belt, it will not be delivered to the other party 100%  " Zhao Bowen asked, "Why are the same stones, but the two results are very different?"

    "Because in the first case, you don't have to give it to a specific person. No matter where the stone has been wandering in the past twenty years, it just needs to be there." Bai Yang said, "But in the second case, you need to give it to someone, then  It's much more complicated."

    Zhao Bowen nodded, "Where is the essential difference?"

    Bai Yang pondered for a few seconds, "The essential difference"

    "Don't worry about it, let's look at the second example." Zhao Bowen still used stones as an example, "Now let's pick up two more stones, a total of three stones, and we throw these three stones into the green belt.  Will they survive twenty years from now?"

    "Can."

    "Yes, yes." Zhao Bowen said, "Then let's arrange three stones in a line and put them in the green belt, Yang Yang, can this stone array be successfully preserved for twenty years?"

    "No." Bai Yang said, "It will definitely be disrupted."

    "Why are the same three stones, but the results are so different?"

    "Because in the first case, you don't need to take into account the formation. The formation is too easily disturbed and disrupted."

    "Yes, but this is the appearance. We need to see the essence. Only by seeing the essence clearly can we draw inferences from one instance to another and find other ways to transport time." Zhao Bowen nodded, turned his head, and raised two fingers, "Yang Yang  , now I want to introduce two very important concepts, one is called purpose, and the other is called carrying information."

    ?:?, now I want to introduce two very important concepts, one is called purpose, and the other is called carrying information.  "

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 Main Text Chapter Nineteen Three Laws in Exploration and Summary

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    [Excerpts from the Interview: The Three Laws in Exploration and Summary:

    The author met Zhao Bowen at the end of 2020. The professor of physics at Nanjing University had a very tight schedule and was very busy with work. The date agreed on WeChat was postponed twice before he took time to accept the author's exclusive interview.

    We found a cafe near Zhongshan Road. The agreed time was two o’clock in the afternoon. The author arrived at one o’clock forty. I turned on the computer and mobile phone on the small table and ordered a cup of tea. By two o’clock, Zhao Bowen arrived on time  .  The winter in Nanjing is still very cold, and it is still drizzling outside the glass floor-to-ceiling windows. A tall and thin man pushed open the door of the cafe and walked in. He wore a long gray trench coat, black trousers, tortoiseshell glasses, and held a folding umbrella in his hand.  He raised his head and glanced around, his eyes falling on me.

    I waved lightly, and he waved back.

    Purpose and carrying information, are these two physical concepts?

    I asked.

    No.

    The man sitting opposite waved his hand and smiled.

    These are two mustache concepts.

    Mustache?  I'm a little surprised.

    Strictly speaking, it is a mustache.

    Zhao Bowen nodded.

    We didn't have time to do any further experimental verification - although it did show a guiding role in practice, it is quite useful, but usefulness and correctness are two different things, Mr. Tianrui, you know our situation at that time, it is a dead horse  Huoma doctor, everyone's eyes are blackened, you only know that the sky will fall in a short time, and you don't know anything else, this is the most terrifying.

    Zhao Bowen scratched his forehead.

    If you want to study it in depth, this may be a major breakthrough that can subvert the modern physics system. However, the situation at that time was that everything was reversing the future and eliminating disasters as the top priority, and other things were put aside. After all, if human beings  If it is destroyed, then what is the use of studying physics?  right?  After the whole incident is over, we do have enough time and manpower to study this issue but there is no chance again.

    The professor picked up the hot coffee on the table and took a sip.

    Well, this coffee tastes okay.

    He raised his head and nodded at me.

    That girl is a good boy.

    He said suddenly.

    The author froze for a moment, then nodded, yes, she is a good girl.

    Zhao Bowen knew he was aphasia, smiled a little embarrassedly, and continued to drink coffee.

    Professor, you just mentioned that the two concepts of purpose and carrying information have indeed played a guiding role in practice. What is purpose?  What is Carrying Information?

    I said.

    Yes, they do play a role, let us have a general direction, know which direction to explore, the purpose is actually a negative buff, it will make the world hinder you, for example, I believe Tianrui  Teacher, you must have this kind of experience in your daily life. If you can’t find something, the harder you try to find it, the more you can’t find it. But if you don’t look for it deliberately, it will pop out by itself.

    Author: Is this simply because you are short-sighted?

    Zhao Bowen: Are you polite?

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    Zhao Bowen went on to say:

    The result of this negative buff in the slow time transfer is that the stronger your purpose is, the greater the obstacles you will encounter, and the greater the probability of delivery failure.

    But purpose is our human subjective thinking, it is just the intention in our brain, for example, I want to go to a certain place, I want to give this cup of coffee to someone, can this kind of thinking affect the objective physical world?

    I have some doubts.

    It's a bit mysterious, right?  Just like the Copenhagen interpretation in quantum mechanics, Schr?dinger’s cat, the observer can decide whether the cat lives or dies. If you don’t look at it, it is the superposition state of the wave function. If you look at it, it collapses into a definite state.  It seems that the observer's own thinking is affecting the objective world.

    Zhao Bowen smiled.

    But here, purpose is not an idealistic concept, it has a real impact, I still cite the old example, Mr. Tianrui, I threw a stone outside the door casually, and hid it in the flower bed by the roadside  What is the difference between these two behaviors?

    The first kind of behavior has no purpose, and the second kind of behavior has a clear purpose.

    I answer.

    Zhao Bowen nodded:

    Where is the fundamental difference?

    I'm choking.

    ?No one can find it, just like you throw a capsule into Xuanwu Lake at random, and no one can fish it out. The next part is the second half of the plan, let the girl find it.

    Zhao Bowen said that theoretically this capsule is impossible to find, and the amount of information it carries is too little, but it just so happens that they have a savior beyond the theory.

    icom725.

    Put it to death and then live, we put ourselves to death first, and the life-saving straw that pulls us out is the two-five radio station.

    Zhao Bowen said leisurely.

    This is amazing. If there is no abduction of two or five radio stations, this kind of plan would not be successful at all. It is the last key to complete the closed loop. If the radio station passes through, it can instantly collapse the information diffused in the entire universe to a certain point.  Just like the wave function spreading throughout the universe collapses into a specific quantity, only with the existence of the radio station, it is possible for that girl to restore the originally chaotic Rubik's Cube. At that moment, the original huge entropy will suddenly decrease!

    This is the third law of slow time passing.

    Zhao Bowen said softly.

    It is also the summary and coverage of the first two laws.

    ——We must do everything possible to weaken the purpose and reduce the amount of information carried.  ]

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    Bai Yang was silent for a long time.

    "Got it?" Zhao Bowen finished smoking the cigarette in his hand, and rubbed the cigarette butt on the floor.

    "According to this, time capsules are not the only way to deliver supplies," Bai Yang said.

    "Of course more than that." Zhao Bowen nodded, "In theory, as long as the three laws are followed, the methods within the framework of these three laws will be feasible."

    "Then can you give her an air conditioner?"

    Zhao Bowen was taken aback, "What?

 Text Chapter 20 Old HAM Saves the World

    Bai Yang and Zhao Bowen went back to the house, Lao Bai and Wang Ning went to the bathroom one by one, and the other went to the toilet. Now they both came back and sat on the sofa to drink water.

    "Yang, it's time to wash up." Mom poked her head out of the bedroom, "It's getting late."

    "I see." Bai Yang took off his shoes and entered the door, yawning, "Let's go."

    In the past few days, Bai Yang always stayed up late into the night for meetings at home every night.

    Zhao Bowen and Wang Ning were about to say goodbye, they had to go home.

    "How to deal with this matter?" Bai Zhen asked in a low voice.

    Lao Zhao and Lao Wang looked at each other.

    "You and Lao Bai are here to help establish a data transmission link, and I will run errands, and the two sides will advance simultaneously." Zhao Bowen said, "I guess it will take a while."

    "Will it take a while?" Bai Yang poked his head out from behind them, "How long will it take?"

    "The shortest is two or three weeks, and the longest is a month. I will definitely come back." Zhao Bowen replied, "I will try my best to hurry up."

    "It will take that long?" Bai Yang widened his eyes, a little surprised.

    "How long does it take? Yang Yang, what do you think we should do about this? Take the high-speed train tomorrow and go directly to Beijing?" Zhao Bowen smiled, "Then knock on the door of the State Council?"

    "yes!"

    "That's a petition." Zhao Bowen said, "I will be restrained by the security guards and sent to the police station immediately."

    "You just said that the world is going to be destroyed, it's urgent."

    "Then you will be able to see the news in two days. Mental patients are making trouble in the national ministries and commissions." Zhao Bowen said, "At that time, you will have to trouble your father to go all the way to bail me out of the police."

    Bai Yang suffocated.

    "This society has its own set of operating rules. If you want to achieve your goal as soon as possible, you can't violate this rule. Sometimes taking a shortcut is not the fastest way. If you want to be the fastest, all you have to do is step on the road.  Accelerate instead of climbing over the isolation belt." Zhao Bowen patted him on the shoulder, "Otherwise you will be stopped by the traffic police to pay a fine, which is counterproductive."

    Bai Yang nodded sullenly.

    "What are you going to do?" Bai Zhen asked him.

    "I'm planning to go back to school first, and I have to stay up late to write materials when I go back tonight, and I will go to the city hall in the next two days." Zhao Bowen said, "Old Wang, is the deputy secretary-general surnamed Chen?"

    "Yes, the surname is Chen."

    "Who are you looking for?" Bai Zhen asked.

    "It was introduced by Lao Wang, his acquaintance." Zhao Bowen pointed to Wang Ning.

    "Fishing friends." Wang Ning said.

    "What is a fishing friend?"

    "A friend who is fishing together." Wang Ning replied, "The fishing level is extremely bad. I watch Deng Gang on Douyin every day, but he is not bad."

    "After I have arranged the affairs here, I will go to Shanghai. I will wait for the city government to report to them layer by layer and study it slowly. It will definitely be too late. I don't know how long it will be delayed. I have to make the first move by myself.  Pull it up." Zhao Bowen continued, "Old Wang stays here, and you will be responsible for dealing with the government when the time comes."

    "Damn." Wang Ning said, "They work as mothers-in-law and mother-in-law, so they can be tricky."

    "How about we switch?" Zhao Bowen asked, "I stay here, you come to run errands?"

    Wang Ning thought about it.

    "Don't do it, don't do it, no one will believe me 100% when I went there, you are a professor after all."

    "Old Wang Laobai, you must help Yang Yang establish a data transmission link. This is very important and will definitely be used later." Zhao Bowen urged, "Use everything you can, and I am an associate professor."

    "You don't need to say this, we are more professional than you." Bai Zhen patted his chest.

    No matter what the reason is, if icom725 can communicate with the era twenty years later, it proves that there must be a radio transmission channel between the two stations. Since there is a communication channel, it can theoretically transmit any data—as long as you have  Sufficient equipment and sufficient capacity to modulate, whether it is voice, images, or video, can be transmitted through 14.255 MHz radio waves.

    As long as radio waves can come, then anything can come.

    Except for the other party himself.

    This is a crucial step. It is foreseeable that if people in this era want to change the future, they must rely on the data transmitted twenty years later, but it is much more complicated than sending a few time capsules——Human History  There has never been such a long-distance signal transmission in the world. It is not a short-wave expedition from the other side of the ocean to the world, nor is it a data transfer from the earth's surface to the moon's orbit.  Full support.

    Fortunately, Nanjing has the most experienceBoth rich old hams were present at this time.

    Wang Ning, head of the Nanjing Amateur Radio Observatory.

    Bai Zhen, a third-stage non-commissioned officer of the Beihai Fleet's retired communications technician.

    Use everything you can!

    How many days from now will this sentence be the answer to how many questions.

    Zhao Bowen put his hands on their shoulders, took a deep breath, "The matter is of great importance, the two old fellows, for the sake of the people and the country, and for the whole of mankind, here is a fight."

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    Zhao Bowen bid farewell and went home. He has to hurry up and write materials tonight.

    Bai Yang sent him downstairs.

    "Uncle Zhao, how do you convince them to believe this?"

    Zhao Bowen smiled wryly, "I don't know either."

    "You don't know either?" Bai Yang was a little surprised. He saw that Uncle Zhao was planning his plans with confidence.

    "Yeah, I don't know either. Who can know this? But if you don't know, you have to do it. You have to run first, and think about other things later." Zhao Bowen went downstairs step by step, "The difficulty is sure.  It is very big, and a person is always small in front of the whole world. If you want to change the direction of this world, it is even more difficult But I am not the only one who is difficult, Yang Yang, I will let your father and Wang  Uncle assists you in establishing a data link, you have to find a way to collect enough data and information."

    "Okay." Bai Yang nodded, "I see."

    "It's more suitable for you to deal with little girls." Zhao Bowen said, "Both your father and Lao Wang are not good. I'm afraid they will scare them away with one word."

    "Uncle Zhao, you won't be back until half a month later?"

    "At least half a month, there is no way, this is how the world works, even if the world is going to be destroyed tomorrow, you will have to run, pass through doors, and find someone." Zhao Bowen  Sighing, "If you want to blame it, you can blame Uncle Wang for all these years and still be a little Director Wang. If he were Director Wang, then we could save a lot of trouble."

    Lao Wang: Didn't you become an associate professor after all these years?  If you were Principal Zhao, we could save a lot of trouble!

    "What if they don't believe me?" Bai Yang was a little worried.

    He spent so much effort convincing Zhao Bowen and Wang Ning, and now Zhao Bowen has to single-handedly convince others, which is undoubtedly another unimaginably long journey.

    "Then convince them." Zhao Bowen said, "Go to block the door of the office, go to stop the car in the parking lot, with my sharp tongue and old life, even an aircraft carrier has to be pulled over!"

    "Uncle Zhao."

    "Huh? Yang Yang, what's your opinion?"

    "Heaven will send a great responsibility to the people." Bai Yang said.

    Zhao Bowen laughed.

    The two walked to the door of the unit, and Lao Zhao pressed Bai Yang's shoulder hard.

    "I'm going back, there's no need to send it off."

    Bai Yang nodded, stopped, and stood on the steps.

    Zhao Bowen walked into the night alone, like a single-handed cavalry, and he will change the fate of many people.

    Old Zhao walked a few steps, turned around, waved his hands, and said loudly: "The shortest time is three or two weeks, and the longest time is a month! When the time comes, look to the east! I will bring you thousands of troops! ?

 Main Text Chapter 21 They Only Eat Fresh Large Intestines

    The girl gently pushed aside a clump of tall, lush grass with her hands, and her eyes fell on the curved tree trunk and the trap. The noose was hidden in the grass, and it was hard to find without looking carefully. The bait was a piece of rat poison mixed with it.  Ban Xia shook her head, stepped back softly, and disappeared into the dense grass again.

    This is the third trap, still nothing.

    She set four traps in the community to catch the uninvited guest.

    But the other party was more cunning than she expected.

    This is a cunning hunter, and he is not easily fooled.

    Ban Xia turned her head and went to the fourth trap. She walked through the grass, her clothes rubbing against the branches and leaves of plants made a rustling sound, she raised her head, surrounded by mottled residential buildings.

    The final trap is set at the edge of the community, near the southern wall. Banxia judges that this is a potential animal way, and the behavior of animals is also regular. Hunters must learn to observe their behavior. Banxia is not as experienced as the teacher, but  Experience is also gradually increasing, and she believes that the beast has a high probability of passing by.

    Ban Xia walked through the buildings and looked at the tree from a distance.

    as expected.

    She guessed right!

    The trap caught something, and Banxia saw the tree trunk standing upright from a distance, and the nylon rope was stretched to hang something, she rushed over excitedly, jumped up and crossed the bushes.

    "Finally caught you!"

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    "It's just a wild cat, a stiff dead cat, nothing else." Banxia stretched her legs, put her on the table, and scratched her head with her earphones on, "But you know, hunting is like this,  There are nine times out of ten, but you can't be anxious, you have to be patient, and you have to wait slowly."

    "Take the initiative to catch it, over."

    "It's very dangerous. It's very difficult for a person to fight against wild beasts in the wild, even if you have a weapon." Ban Xia said leisurely, leaning on the back of the chair, shaking the chair legs creakingly, "If you get injured, it will be very troublesome, you need to do something.  Treatment, the wound may be infected, and there are various strange diseases In short, a qualified hunter must learn to borrow external force."

    "bg4msr, what should I do if I can't catch it? over."

    "You have to calm down, boy." Ban Xia wrapped the coin pendant around his neck around his fingers, dangling it in mid-air, "You must calm down."

    "Do you need a weapon? over."

    "I have weapons." Ban Xia said.

    "Send you a more powerful weapon? We can try it. Although it may not be successful, we can try it, over."

    "Weapons are not as powerful as possible, but as suitable as possible, uncle." The girl rolled her eyes and dragged her voice, "Weapons can hurt people as well as themselves, and you gave me machine guns and howitzers, and I can't use them either.  .”

    "You called me a boy one second, and an uncle the next. Am I getting old so fast? over."

    "Okay, old man."

    "Bg4msr, do you know what the animal is lurking in the community? over."

    "It may be some kind of cat, or it may be canine." Ban Xia replied.

    "Canidae? Is there a wolf?" The tone in the headset was visibly tense.

    "There may be wolves in Nanjing, but I haven't seen them." The girl said, "I think they might be jackals. I've seen traces of jackals nearby."

    Her eyes fell on the table, where there was a small tuft of brown-yellow hair.

    Pinellia picked it up and observed it through the light.

    Today, Banxia searched the community, looking for relevant clues. She did find traces of suspected jackal activities. The tuft of brown animal hair was found near the fourth trap. Banxia judged that if nothing unexpected happened, before  An animal that follows itself is a jackal.

    Jackals mostly live in groups and are ferocious and powerful. Although they are small in size, they are definitely dangerous predators.

    It is definitely not good news that a group of jackals have invaded the vicinity.

    "bg4msr, how to destroy them? over."

    It is obvious that Banxia cannot coexist peacefully with a group of ferocious and bold canids. They are not afraid of prey that is much larger than themselves, but will pounce on it. The teacher once said that jackals are a kind of prey that like to kill  The hunter who took out the intestines, these things probably like to eat large intestines, and also like to eat fresh large intestines, not stewed ones, not to mention the strong taste, but also cruel and cunning, sticking like brown sugar and cannot be shaken off.

    On the side of the couch, no one else is allowed to sleep soundly. Plum Blossom Villa will never allow predators to exist. If there are any, Ban Xia will kill them.

    If there is one, kill one.

    &nbsp; There are two, kill a pair.

    There are a group, kill a group.

    There are ten groups, run quickly.

    "It's just a bunch of wild dogs." Ban Xia stared at the golden coin in his hand, his eyes sharpened suddenly.

    She is the top hunter in the world.

    "Bg4msr, will it be dangerous? Is there anything I can do to help? over."

    "Are you" Ban Xia pondered for a few seconds, then smiled narrowly, held hands and whispered, "You, just wait for me to come back at night~"

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    Early the next morning.

    The girl got up early in the morning, simply ate dry food, tied up her hair, and stood in front of the closet in her underwear.

    She wrapped herself in thick trousers and a sweater jacket, and then took off the worn-out personal carrying equipment from the wall, put it on her body, tightened the straps, and put on the velcro.

    Picking up the dagger from the cabinet, gently pushing the scabbard, a cold light burst out, this is a multifunctional saber, with a hook on the tip and teeth on the back, the thumb slides gently across the side of the blade, Ban Xia squinted his eyes for a while,  Then push back the scabbard and strap it to the leg.

    Next is the pistol. Ban Xia pulled out the magazine familiarly, pushed out the brass bullets one by one, and landed on the cabinet with a jingle, and then reloaded them one by one, closed the safety, and inserted them into the waist.  between gun holsters.

    Finally, it was the bow and arrow. Ban Xia took off the arm of the bow facing the wall of the living room, pulled the lever, and put it back again.

    She shook her head, this is not what she wants to use today.

    Squat down and open the TV cabinet, where more deadly weapons are hidden.

    It was wrapped in plastic cloth and lay flat on the wooden board. Ban Xia brought it out. It weighed nearly four kilograms and was very heavy. It was placed on the coffee table with a dull sound, and the plastic cloth wrapped outside was uncovered.  The sharpness of the peak period of human force suddenly leaked out, with a full length of 1060 mm, a hard engineering plastic buttstock, black matte outer paint, and 12-gauge shotguns with 18.4 mm caliber. This is a legendary Remington 870  Pump action shotgun.

    If this world is an rpg game, then the girl undoubtedly holds legendary equipment. Calling it legendary is not only because this thing was born in the 1950s and has a history of nearly a hundred years, but also because it is definitely the most powerful equipment in the world.  The most lethal weapon.

    Ban Xia doesn't know the origin of this gun, because the output of Remington 870 is too large, and it is produced all over the world. Ban Xia only knows that it is so powerful that it can headshot a buffalo with one shot.

    A shotgun has eight rounds.

    At this moment, she is fully armed and is the most difficult person in the world.

    Ban Xia put on her backpack, turned around and greeted her parents. She looked like a girl soldier about to go to the front line.

    "Mom and Dad, I'll come back as soon as I go."&lt;/div&gt

 Text Chapter 22: The Viet Cong in the Doomsday Jungle

    Pinellia is fully armed like a special soldier, walking through the verdant woods, looking around vigilantly, the tactics for dealing with individual animals and animals living in groups are different, to deal with a single target, you can use traps to kill, clean  It's neat, it's one and one hundred, but you can't use traps to deal with a large group of targets. If you kill one of them with a trap, the rest will not be fooled.

    Therefore, it can only be actively cleaned.

    Drive them out of Plum Blossom Villa, give them a hard lesson, let them have a long memory, remember that there is a monster with thunder and lightning in his hand, and he will not dare to cross the thunder pond for the rest of his life.

    The girl planned the route. The layout of the community is like a huge military chessboard. The residential buildings are square chess pieces, with red roofs and gray walls. The roads covered with floor tiles and asphalt are crisscrossed. The other spaces are all occupied by green plants.  If you look down from a high altitude, then the Plum Blossom Villa is a large green carpet, dotted with red block blocks horizontally and vertically, and the hardened asphalt road is a fine grid woven on the carpet.

    ? From north to south, carpet cleaning is carried out one by one, and the search is carried out from building to building.

    Because you have to go deep into the building, it is quite dangerous. The teacher once warned that it is not a last resort not to enter unfamiliar buildings. If you must enter, then arm yourself to the teeth.

    Banxia stepped on the waist-high weeds and got into the door of the unit building. The residential buildings in Meihua Villa are all similar, with two households on each floor, door to door, and only one household on the first floor.

    The unit door of the residential building is very small, and it is a dark green iron door with a combination lock that is common throughout the country. Entering the door is the stairs to go upstairs, and there is a space for storing sundries under the stairs.

    The iron door has been smashed, and the hinges have been taken off and it hangs on one side. It is very decayed and covered with brown and black rust. Ban Xia stepped in and stepped on the broken floor tiles.

    A strong musty smell came oncoming, and the girl wrinkled her nose.

    She took out a handkerchief from her pocket and covered her mouth and nose.

    It is hard to tell what color the floor tiles are. They have not lived in people for twenty years, and the dust can accumulate as thick as ankles. In addition, wind and rain, rotten grass blades, animal activities, urine and feces, and all the sediments of nature are on the smooth surface.  A layer of black silt formed on the floor, which is called humus in academic terms. It rained a while ago, and the ground was still a little damp. Pinellia's boot soles were sticky when stepped on the black mud.

    The stairs are on the left, the single-family house on the first floor is on the right, and the door is directly facing the storage room under the stairs.

    Walking a few steps into the corridor, the floor gradually shows its original color. The traces of animal activities are obvious. There are grains of black or white feces on the floor. Some pinellia can be recognized and some cannot be recognized. These buildings often  Some animals got in to hide from the rain.

    There are still old light blue mailboxes hanging on the wall, each household has a small square, the door is opened with a key, and the house number is pasted on each mailbox.

    I can vaguely see the peeling numbers, including 603 and 604.

    Ban Xia hummed softly, carried a heavy shotgun, and opened the mailbox doors one by one, tilting her head to look inside.

    It's empty.

    The girl shook her head and strode inside.

    There was only one household on the first floor, and Banxia yelled and kicked the door, and then jumped around on the floor hugging her knees.

    "It hurts, hurts, hurts"

    She was furious, "clicked" to load the gun, took a few steps back, pointed the gun at the door and said, "Listen, people inside! You are surrounded by me! I give you five minutes! Put your pants on your head!"  Get out of line!"

    "five——!"

    "Four——!"

    "three!"

    "two!"

    "one!"

    There was no movement.

    "Stubborn resistance! Stubbornness!"

    Ban Xia yelled and kicked the door, and then jumped around on the ground with one foot hugging her knees.

    "It hurts, hurts, hurts"

    She stared at the door and thought for a few seconds, stretched out her hand in deep thought, grabbed the doorknob, slowly exerted force, and pulled it out, with a "click".

    The door didn't open.

    The door really couldn't be opened.

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    A residential building has eight floors, two units, and there are two households on each floor except the first floor, so there are a total of thirty households in a building.

    Banxia starts from the first floor and cleans up layer by layer. Some doors cannot be opened, the hinge door locks are completely rusted, or the door is stuck, and Banxia can't do anything about them.

    She will go in and search the houses that can be entered.

    Man-made structures are natural shelters for many animals, someAnimals and humans thought they couldn't go up stairs, but they learned it later.

    Pinellia can see the dry excrement of large herbivorous animals in the living room of some houses, such as cows or red deer. It is really hard to imagine how they came up. A group of red deer climbed the stairs in a row?

    Some houses are not well waterproofed, and the rainwater has eroded slowly and for a long time, and has soaked the entire wall, causing large moss and mushrooms to grow on the wall.

    Tired, he leaned on the balcony to rest, held the gun in his arms, and looked up.

    On the opposite side is the same building, like a giant wearing a red hat and a broken green clothes.

    After searching one building, go downstairs to the second building.

    The work was long and cumbersome. Ban Xia worked for two consecutive days and got nothing.

    Bai Yang said it took so much effort?

    Ban Xia is talking nonsense, don't you see how many people I am, if I have one more helper, the progress can be doubled!

    Bai Yang said, what can I do for you?

    Ban Xia said that I need a helper, you can send someone over here, or bg4mxh, can you express yourself over here?  Figure out a way!

    Bai Yang said don't talk nonsense, how can this be done?  How do people send it over?

    Pinellia has no hesitation: refrigerate!

    Bai Yang: You are trying to murder me. You can freeze people to death and thaw them out and still live?

    Pinellia: Then you make a bigger time capsule, put food and fresh water for 20 years in it, then drill in and bury it for another 20 years.

    Bai Yang: This is buried alive, I will suffocate to death, suffocate to death.

    Pinellia: put in twenty years of oxygen.

    Bai Yang: Without this technology, even with this technology, a person will be old in twenty years.

    Pinellia: I don't dislike uncle!  And I am very good-looking, the teacher said that I am the most beautiful girl in the world!

    Bai Yang: You are the only one left in the world, why are you not number one in the world?

    Pinellia: Tsk.

    On the third day, Ban Xia finally found a clue.

    Ban Xia poked his head out of the grass taller than a person, and found messy footprints and brown hair on the ground.

    There were also black dried bloodstains. The girl leaned over, dipped her finger in some dirt and sniffed it. It was indeed bloodstains, possibly traces left by hunting.

    The girl groped forward slowly along the clues. The more she went forward, the more hair and footprints there were, and the weeds also showed signs of being trampled and folded. It seemed that there was more than one. Ban Xia accelerated her pace and clenched her hands  shotgun.

    She finally found these little things.

    Finally, she squeezed into a large grass nest, raised the muzzle of her gun, and was taken aback for a moment.

    The chill rushed from the soles of her feet all the way to the top of her head, and her entire back was numb.

    Her idea was half right, it was indeed a jackal, there was a jackal with yellow fur on the ground, it was lying on its side in the grass, its two hind legs had been eaten clean, and the white leg bones were exposed, covering the corpse  Disturbed by people, the black mosquitoes scattered like an explosion, lingering and buzzing in front of Pinellia.

    In such humid and hot weather, the corpse can be highly decomposed within two days after death.

    Ban Xia dispelled the annoying flies, squatted down slowly, and looked at the jackal, as well as the huge bite wounds on its fur and back.

    Her idea was only half right. Jackals did appear in the vicinity of Plum Blossom Villa, but they were not hunters.

    They are just prey

 Main Text Chapter 23: Reversing the Future and Saving the World Amateur Radio Transspace Communication Headquarters

    The words are divided into two ends.

    On the other side, in Reversing the Future and Saving the World, the Emergency Headquarters of Amateur Radio Time-Space Communication—the name was given by Bai Zhenqi, and the headquarter’s office is located in Room 804, Building 11, Qinyuan, in Meihua Villa, which is the living room of his house.  It sounds like an ancient and modern organization, but in fact there are only number four people in total, the grass team in the grass team, my mother was forced to come in, I don't know what they are going to do, and I can't help,  Dad said that you will be in charge of administrative work, and he will make you the administrative director!

    Mom asked what is administrative work?

    Dad said that administrative work is serving tea and water, cleaning, purchasing office supplies, and keeping meeting minutes.

    Mom pointed and said to sweep the floor for me.

    Dad said yes!

    Reversing the Future and Saving the World Amateur Radio Hyperspace Communications Emergency Command was established in this way, referred to as the Reverse World Command, the English name is reverse the future, save the world, amateur radio and hyperspace communications emergency mand, the English abbreviation is rsahe, and it is also taken by Lao Bai.  .

    This old boy Bai Zhen has long wanted to do this.

    Who didn't have the dream of building a secret base when they were young?

    Wang Ning stared at the lengthy English name for a long time, and asked Lao Bai, have you passed CET-4?

    Bai Zhen asked what is the fourth grade?

    It has been two days since Zhao Bowen left. During these two days, he has made 24 phone calls, an average of 12 calls a day, and one call in less than two hours. Sometimes Bai Yang can answer it at 11:30 in the evening.  Uncle Zhao's phone calls either asked him to take pictures of his ID card, or asked him to take pictures of the radio station, and the most outrageous ones asked him to slap his hands.

    The night before yesterday at 10:30, Bai Yang had just returned home and put down his schoolbag when he received a WeChat call from Uncle Zhao.

    Zhao Bowen said excitedly on the other end that he had just finished a three-hour meeting. With his sharp tongue and thick slaps, he finally convinced all the members in the meeting.

    Bai Yang was shocked and said, what is the meeting that can decide the winner with a slap?  **A national technology exchange meeting?

    Lao Zhao said that in this kind of occasion, the comparison is actually about who slaps the table loudly.

    If the movement of you slapping the table crushes the audience, then you are the boss.

    Bai Yang said that I thought everyone would sit in the same posture as Shinji Ikari and his father Commander Ikari on that occasion, and the glasses still reflect light.

    Lao Zhao said that these days there are not many old middle school diseases.

    Bai Yang said okay, Uncle Zhao, what do you want to do with me?  What photo?  What material to print?

    Lao Zhao said no need, give me a round of applause!

    Bai Yang was taken aback.

    Lao Zhao said that I have finally gnawed a hard bone after going through untold hardships!  I'm sitting on the high-speed train to Hangzhou now, and I'm about to gnaw a hard bone. I really want to stand up like a train salesman and yell at all the passengers in the car to show me!  I solved a big problem!  Give me a round of applause!  But if you do this, you may be turned over by the police and sent to the police station, so I can only call you, Yang Yang applauds me!

    Bai Yang put the phone on the table and applauded loudly.

    Zhao Bowen hung up the phone contentedly.

    Bai Yang stared blankly at the phone, this person really came to ask for applause.

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    According to Lubian News, on the evening of October 22, the third executive meeting of the Emergency Headquarters for Reversing the Future and Saving the World’s Amateur Radio Overtime and Space Communication was held in Meihua Villa, Nanjing.  I725 amateur radio station for data transmission technical scheme, exchanged views and opinions on the feasibility of various technical paths, and reached a consensus.

    "Theoretically speaking, if you can get in touch, it proves that there is a communication link. She can receive the signal transmitted by your Guai Er Wu, and you can receive the signal sent by her, although we don't know how to do it.  We're here." Before Wang Ning finished speaking, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

    All the people present focused their attention on his mobile phone.

    "It must be Lao Zhao calling." Wang Ning picked up the phone as he spoke, and glanced at the screen, seeing an unfamiliar number.

    He took it.

    A few seconds later, his expression changed, he put down his phone to cover the microphone, and whispered to the people in front of him: "NTU is calling."

    Wang Ning trotted out to answer the phone, Bai Yang could hear his voice slipping in from the door: "That's right I'm Wang Ning Hello, hello"

    Ten minutes later, Wang Ning came back from the call and sat down on the sofa.

    "The people from Nantah University, they came to inform, saying that they would find a time to come to the door I??Going on to say that since there is a communication link, it is technically possible to transmit other data, and it is nothing more than a modulation problem.  "

    "What data?" Bai Yang asked.

    "Any data." Bai Zhen said, "Modern communication engineering can hide anything into the carrier wave, just like you usually use your mobile phone, surf the Internet and browse Weibo, and the data exchange with the router is through UHF above 2GHz  It is realized, but its frequency is very high, it is uhf, and the short wave is used for turning two to five, it is hf.”

    "That's a digital signal." Bai Yang said, "It's an analog signal."

    "Yes, that's a digital signal." Bai Zhen nodded, "As I said, it's just the difference in the modulation method. At the lowest level of technical logic, your radio crystal oscillator emits high-frequency vibration energy, which is transmitted through the antenna.  The other party's radio station received it, causing its high-frequency vibration, which is no different from the way you hear me speak, except that one is electromagnetic waves and the other is mechanical waves. When I was young, there were still large areas of China that used analog signals.  TV, at that time, the Yagi antenna was used to receive the signal, and there was no problem with the analog signal"

    Before Bai Zhen finished speaking, the phone on the sofa vibrated.

    "This time it must be Lao Zhao calling."

    Bai Zhen glanced at the screen of the phone, seeing an unfamiliar number.

    He took it.

    After a few seconds, his face changed, he covered the microphone of the mobile phone, and said to other soft-spoken people: The municipal party committee is calling.

    Bai Zhen trotted out to answer the phone, Bai Yang could hear his voice slipping in from outside the door: "Ah, yes, yes, I am Bai Zhen hello, hello"

    Ten minutes later, Bai Zhen came back from the call and sat down on the sofa.

    "People from the municipal party committee said that they should come over sometime. Let's continue to say that analog signals are not a problem, and short-wave radio stations can transmit voice and image."

    "If conditions permit, images can be transmitted." Wang Ning nodded, "Xiao Yang, do you know Ariss? It's the International Space Station. There is also an amateur radio station on the International Space Station. The call sign is na1ss. They are usually active on the Internet. They have a daily event.  , in addition to communicating with the school, they will also"

    Before he finished speaking, the phone rang again.

    This time it was Bai Yang's cell phone that rang.

    Bai Yang answered the phone: "Hello? Uncle Zhao?"

    "Yang Yang, are they all by your side?" Zhao Bowen said on the phone, "Turn on the speakerphone and put it on! Turn the volume to the maximum."

    Bai Yang pressed the hands-free button and put the phone on the coffee table.

    "I've dealt with another group of people! Damn, this group of **** people are hard to beat!" Zhao Bowen yelled on the phone, "But I'm so fucking exhausted! Where's the applause? Give me applause!  "

    The audience applauded thunderously.

    Zhao Bowen hung up the phone contentedly.

    "Ariss will also send a few pictures in addition to engaging in the world communication." Wang Ning continued, "It can be received with the most basic equipment, and anyone can receive it."

    "The walkie-talkie can be received." Bai Zhen said, "As long as you get a suitable antenna."

    "This is a very basic technology, Xiao Yang, you must have heard of it." Wang Ning said, "Slow-scan TV, we usually call it"

    "sstv." Bai Zhen said.

    "Think of a way, maybe we can do it?" Wang Ning looked up at Bai Yang and grinned, "Let you meet each other." &lt;/div&gt

 Text Chapter 24: A Political Commissar in the Time Capsule

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    Bai Yang was stunned for a moment.

    "Can this be done?"

    "There is no problem in terms of technical logic." Wang Ning thought for a while, scratching his hairless smart head, "But there should be many difficulties in actual operation, whether it is hardware or software."

    "But it's worth a try." Bai Zhen sat opposite him.

    The two thought for a long time, looked at each other, and then started a conversation that no one could understand except the two of them.

    "How to transmit?" Wang Ning asked, "Sstv transmits pictures, fstv transmits videos?"

    "It's impossible for fstv to use fm to modulate the signal, which occupies too much bandwidth, and it can't be done at a frequency of 14mhz." Bai Zhen said, "Our method should be as simple as possible."

    "Then use rtty." Wang Ning said.

    "Telex?" Bai Zhen asked.

    "Well, telex." Wang Ning nodded.

    "How to modulate the signal?" Bai Zhen asked again.

    "fsk?" Wang Ning thought for a while.

    "afsk." Bai Zhen shook his head.

    "Then she needs a sound card."

    "Where can I find the sound card?"

    "Find a computer."

    "It's unrealistic. The computer can't be preserved in twenty years. At most, we can find a single-chip microcomputer."

    "Single-chip microcomputers will definitely not work, and bare chips can't do anything. At least you have to find a Raspberry Pi. There must be one in Nanjing University of Technology or China Southern Airlines. Go there and look for it."

    "There is also a camera."

    "The camera is dismantled and monitored, and those who go to Nanbo to dismantle the monitor, and those who find Hikvision, all have their own IPC protocol, and they can be used after plugging in."

    "What about decoding?"

    "Write now!"

    "She can't be."

    "We teach remotely and report letter by letter."

    "It's as difficult as climbing the sky."

    "That's the only way to do it."

    "In what language?"

    "c."

    "Write C language in spoken language?"

    "There is no other way."

    The two spoke very fast, you come and go.

    Bai Yang was stunned, and his mother passed by the living room with a mop in her hand. These two greasy middle-aged men were discussing technical issues fiercely. They were wearing white vests and big pants, saliva splashing, as if they were sitting on the side of the road.  When bragging at supper stalls, one person is missing a big green stick. Before I was drunk, I belonged to Nanjing, and after I was drunk, Nanjing belonged to me. How can there be such an expert in this world?

    But they are experts, even though they have plastic slippers on their feet, smoky yellow between their black teeth, their faces are covered with oil and sweat, their pores are large, their hair is thin, their weight is out of control, their mouths are full of shit, and they move  Sitting on a small bench on the curb, they belonged to the mean and vitriolic petty bourgeois class, and would comment on the young girls passing by, but at this moment, they shouldered the responsibility of saving the building from its collapse without fear.

    The burden of life has been lifted, saving the world is nothing.

    Uncle Greasy saves the world.

    "The conditions there are very difficult." Wang Ning said, "It may not be possible to find all the accessories."

    "Save!" Bai Zhen was very firm, "We need to collect a usable data transmission system from the electronic waste pile, and slowly collect it like building blocks."

    "Shall I insert a word?"

    Bai Yang finally spoke, and he slowly raised his hand.

    "you say."

    Both of them turned their heads together.

    "I hope you can consider the specific situation of bg4msr. She is not a college student who majored in communications She is almost semi-literate." Bai Yang reminded, "You are talking a lot, even I can't understand it, let bg4msr understand  , Isn't this too difficult? Can she really do it?"

    Bai Yang's worries are justified.

    Who are Bai Zhen and Wang Ning?  One is the person in charge of the radio monitoring station, and the other is a retired communication technology veteran. They are both old hams for many years. They have torn off the label of social animals. The two people sitting on the sofa in the living room today are the most experienced amateurs in Nanjing.  radio specialist.

    But bg4msr is different, she has not even received a complete compulsory education, she is a poor semi-literate little girl.

    "It's difficult for the strong." Wang Ning nodded, "But now, we have no other way. This is the only opportunity and the only feasible plan."

    "If you have the conditions, you have to do it. If you don't have the conditions, you have to create the conditions." Bai Zhen said.

    "Can we prepare all the equipment here, and then send it over time?" Bai Yang asked, "For exampleSaid to send a three-proof laptop.  "

    "The time capsule can't fit." Wang Ning said.

    "Buy a large time capsule."

    "The battery won't last for 20 years." Bai Zhen said, "If you don't turn it on for 20 years, the battery will leak, and the LCD monitor will also fail."

    "If you don't send a laptop, you can send whatever equipment you need." Bai Yang said, "It's more convenient than finding it by herself."

    "Okay, let's make two preparations." Wang Ning nodded, "I'm going to buy a large time capsulebut how big is the time capsule that can fit into a laptop?"

    "But son, you have to understand that what we can prepare for her is always only a small part, and most of the work still needs to be done by her." Bai Zhen said, "It should be her own work, and it cannot be avoided at all.  She needs to do it herself."

    "Xiao Yang, you should have some confidence!" Wang Ning said, "She is not fighting alone, she has the most powerful support team in the world behind her."

    Bai Yang puffed up her cheeks, "But this is not the job she should have."

    "What?"

    Both of them were taken aback.

    "Please, you two, please clarify the fact that we are asking her to help us. This is not her obligation, nor her responsibility. She is not living in 2019, and she does not have to face the end of the world."  To put it bluntly, if everyone in the world dies, will she lose a single hair? She can completely turn off the radio station and quit, can you do something about her?"

    Bai Yang rolled his eyes.

    "Why do you act as if this is her proper job? If you ask her to do this or that, if you annoy her, you don't have the patience to play with us, you don't want to accompany us, and run away, what do you do?  ?”

    "this……"

    Both Wang Ning and Bai Zhen were at a loss for words.

    What Bai Yang said makes sense, he can't affect that girl at all, if she quits, then no one can do anything about her.

    On the contrary, it is the world on her own side that has great demands on her, and she is the only hope to save mankind.

    If the two old men really bored the girl and stopped responding to her appeals, then Wang Ning and Bai Zhen could commit suicide to thank the world.

    "Well" Wang Ning frowned, "This is indeed a problem. How can I build up strong confidence and belief in her?"

    "Let her have a firm determination to overcome difficulties, and have a strong idea of ??hard work, fear of hardships, everyone for one, and one for everyone, and nothing is difficult in the world, as long as there is a heart." Bai Zhen muttered to himself,  "You can implement the plan to support the future, and put a political commissar in the time capsule."

    The two pondered for a moment.

    "How about introduce her to a party? ?

 Text Chapter 25 Teacher Detection System

    Early the next morning.

    Bai Yang yawned lazily on the desk. Recently, he has been focusing on the radio. After returning home from self-study in the evening, he would turn on the turntable, chat with bg4msr, and discuss time with his father, Uncle Wang.  Slow delivery and the way to reverse the future, stay up late every day, and have to go to school the next day.

    So when he arrived at school in the morning and went to bed, every time the teacher passed by his seat, he had to pat him on the shoulder with the textbook in his hand.

    Pat Baiyang to wake up. Over time, Baiyang formed a conditioned reflex, evolved a teacher detection system, relied on acoustic radar tracking, and established a behavior model of the teacher in his brain. When he found that the teacher was about to cross the border, he sat up straight. After the teacher passed the border,  Then drowsy.

    So he has been in this state during class:

    On the left, the acoustic radar tracking is normal!  The telemetry signal is OK!  The teacher is acting normally!

    On the right, the acoustic radar found the target!

    The telemetry signal is normal!  The teacher is acting normally!

    The first and second levels of teachers are separated!

    The teacher throws the fairing!

    The teacher's solar panels are unfolding!

    Enthusiastic applause erupted from the audience——generally, it means that Bai Yang has fallen asleep and is dreaming.

    This system is not effective at all times, and the brain does not respond to the radar alarm because of the extreme sleepiness. It has been repeatedly captured by the head teacher in two directions. The head teacher, Mr. Liu, called Bai Yang to the office during the break, saying what happened to Bai Yang, and why he always sleeps in class recently.  ?  Didn't stay up all night reading novels and playing games?

    Bai Yang: No, teacher, don’t worry, I definitely didn’t ahhh—hmm—(yawn)

    The teacher hated that iron cannot be made into steel, and sternly knocked on the desk with his knuckles, indicating that if you continue to sleep like this, you will slip from China Southern Airlines to China Southern Airlines.

    ? From Nanjing Airlines to Nanchang Airlines.

    Nanchang Airlines is Nanchang Airlines, Bai Yangxin said what happened to Nanchang Airlines, Nanchang Airlines is not an airline?

    He is too tired.

    "Little white sheep! Little white sheep!" Someone pushed Bai Yang.

    Bai Yang sleeps on the table, knowing who is harassing him without looking up, he pushes the hands on his shoulders away, "Can you stop disturbing people's dreams? Young Master, I'm sleepy."

    "There is something to eat, do you want to eat?"

    "Don't eat." Bai Yang said.

    A few seconds later, there was a crisp chewing sound in his ears. As expected, He Leqin didn't give this dog food to him, but ate it himself, and the more he chewed, the louder he was.

    This guy just doesn't want him to sleep well.

    "Recently, you can sleep better than me. Some people in the class call you a sleeper, do you know?" He Leqin said, "After all, not everyone can lean on a chair and sleep on their backs with their mouths open."

    "roll!"

    Bai Yang didn't want to recall those social death scenes.

    In chemistry class, leaning back on the chair, facing up to the sky, the corners of the mouth are drooling, and the sleeping posture is like being poisoned to death in an ancient martial arts movie.

    "You know what, I'm busy every night."

    "What are you busy with?"

    "Busy to save the world." Bai Yang said, "Billions of people's wealth and lives are tied to me. Tell me how stressed I am. Can I sleep well at night?"

    Go to class as usual during the day and save the world at night.

    ?This setting would be trembling with excitement for a sophomore in middle school. How awesome and cool it is. You walk in the world, you are different, you have to use 8848 on your mobile phone, otherwise you will not be worthy of your identity.

    But why Bai Yang is not excited at all.

    He has read so many novels, comics and TV series, shouldn't the normal development be: the only male protagonist who knows the truth sits alone in the window seat at the back of the classroom, facing his classmates who are still struggling with their academic performance, facing their classmates who are still preparing for lessons  The teachers of various subjects at work, facing the ignorant people, showed a mocking and helpless smile on the corners of their mouths, turned their heads to look at the lush green leaves outside the window, their eyes were far away, and their backs were deep——

    Why didn't I get this kind of script?

    Is the Chinese version of high school students saving the world different from the Japanese version of high school students saving the world?

    "Good guy, you're the Superman in Underpants who went out in the middle of the night and acted bravely?" He Leqin patted Bai Yang's shoulder hard.

    "Yes, yes, I am the Superman in Underpants who went out in the middle of the night to fight for righteousness." Bai Yang nodded, "Next time you see the news that there is a weirdo with underwear on his head who has bravely captured a pickpocket, outsmarted a thief, and hand-to-hand against a robber.  Helping the fallen old man, that is my fault.”

    "What Superman underpants?" Suddenly a girl poked her head over with a crisp voice.

    It's Yan Zhihan.

    "Children should not be lessThere is a lot of traffic, there is no sun today, and the city is still prosperous under the gloomy clouds. Walking and looking up, Baiyang looks up, and the tall and magnificent gray city wall of Biaoyingmen stands in front of him.

    There are three wide door openings, and a total of eight lanes can pass through.

    On the sidewalk under the city gate came a long queue, probably a tourist group, consisting of men, women, old and young, dressed in colorful clothes, the leader wore a bright yellow hat, holding a small flag in one hand, and the other  Holding small trumpets in their hands, they rushed over noisily and chirping, and the three met them head-on under the city gate. Bai Yang and the others had no choice but to lean sideways against the wall bricks to let the large troops pass first.

    Bai Yang leaned against the cold and hard inner wall of the city gate. The gray-black bricks were rough to the touch. He watched the large group of outsiders passing by, and suddenly wondered whether the girl from bg4msr would also pass through this gate twenty years later.  What happened next?

    He walked through the crowd holding the bricks on the wall, and the bricks he touched, would the girl also touch the same place?

    Bai Yang subconsciously turned his head to look at his hand. He seemed to be able to see a slender hand overlapped with it. The two passed through the same space at different times, just like passing through the soul and air, and Bai Yang suddenly became excited.

    He suddenly looked back.

    "What's wrong?" He Leqin and Yan Zhihan who were walking in front stopped and asked.

    "Little white sheep?"

    The tour group had gone far away, Bai Yang stared blankly at the backs of the large group of people, wondering if it was an illusion, at that moment just now, whether there was a tall young girl with ponytails tied up and humming, wearing a white shirt and  Long jeans, carrying a bulging backpack brushed against his clothes.

 Main Text Chapter 26

    It's raining in this world.

    The rainy world is gray, and it falls in a patter, hitting the black asphalt road, the rusted and scorched shell of the armored vehicle on the side of the road, and the green grass blades poking out of the gaps in the metal shell, separated by  Sparse rain curtain, Pinellia can overlook the layers of buildings on the other side of the Crescent Lake Bridge, as if through the frosted glass, the iron curtain is solidified. Under the low clouds, the cracked earth in Nanjing is like a dry corpse, you can hardly tell it  Whether it is death or new life, everything in it is slowly collapsing, but small yellow and white flowers sprout again on the side of the road.

    She was humming a song softly, some of the lyrics were not clear, but only the tune.

    The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the girl straightened up and stood under the door opening with her legs together, standing very straight.

    Raise your hands again, pinch your thumb and middle finger together gently, tiptoe slightly, and stand in front of the rain like a conductor of a symphony orchestra, facing the whole city.

    She took a deep breath and began to sing:

    "Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain"

    "telling me just what a fool lve been."

    This is an English song that the teacher always sang before.

    "The only girl I care about has gone away"

    "Looking for a brand new star."

    She couldn't remember all the lyrics, and English songs were still too difficult for Ban Xia. Although the teacher hummed it many times and taught her to sing, who was Ban Xia?  She can only read elementary school-level English texts by holding an English-Chinese dictionary. Ban Xia often wonders if this thing is really a human language?

    Sentence articles pieced together with letters one by one are really fragmented.

    But the teacher said that the Latin script is quite normal. If you look at the Arabic Pashto, it is an alien script.

    Ban Xia asked the teacher if you would?

    The teacher nodded and said yes.

    Pinellia: Then tell me something?

    Teacher: Allah Akbar!

    "When my heart somewhere far away"

    "Tsk O'Neil Pigeon Ikan Oh Pot Hazi Dog Oh Hey——"

    To be honest, she sings in both English and Chinese. In this world, no one can define her language. She doesn’t understand what the lyrics she sings mean. Because of her limited English, she doesn’t know what she is singing at all.  .

    She is just singing a mysterious song that contains the wisdom of the ancients, but its true meaning has long been lost to history.

    Pinellia is used to noting in Chinese when learning English, yes is the death of the father, bus is the death of the father, when the teacher is singing "i can't love another", here in Pinellia it is "Ai Kan Luofu Anazel"  , she may not really understand the meaning of the lyrics, after all, no one can translate the meaning of Aikan Luofu Anazir.

    "Rhythm of the rain" in Ban Xia's eyes is "Rui How Oh Fu Tu Ruan".

    Just looking at the title of the song, it looks like it was sung by a half-orc shaman during a sacrifice.

    In addition to "Rui How Oh Fu Ge Ruan", Pinellia can also sing "Zha-uh-Gou Gu Na lick Xi Nio——! Cut——year——um yo new tiles——!"

    Human languages ??lose their meaning and are just phonetics, so the songs become mystical chanting, which sounds pretty punk.

    "rain in her heart."

    "And let the love we know start to grow."

    "Rhythm of the rain" is a classic old song with melodious tunes, and Ban Xia sang melodiously. She waving her hands while singing, as if she was directing an invisible symphony orchestra.

    In the heavy rain, this is her stage alone.

    She is both conductor and lead singer.

    "oh listen to the falling rain——"

    The tune is high and high——!

    The girl pointed to the grass beside the road with her right hand, as if it was the wind group in the orchestra. She raised her hand lightly, indicating that the tune would increase.

    "Oh listen to the falling rain!"

    Down the tune!

    The last part of the original song was in a high key, but Ban Xia changed it, because it was too high for her to sing, so she changed it to a falling key.

    "In listen to the rhythm of the falling rain."

    Her hand then slid down, drew an arc, rushed down from the highest point like a roller coaster, passed the low point and reached the second high point again, and then Ban Xia clenched her fists hard, and the music stopped abruptly!

    Ban Xia proudly bowed left and right, thanked the invisible auditorium, then turned around and opened her eyes.

    Her heart suddenly missed a beat.

    The doorway behind him was actually crowdednbsp; "Experts? Were there any tiger hunters in your time?"

    "Uhno, it is a crime for us to hunt tigers at this time, and we will go to jail, but there are experts on tigers, I will call the Siberian Tiger Forest Garden! Find someone to help you plan, and you will find it tomorrow night.  Be sure to wait for me to come back! Miss, do you hear that? over."

    "Okay, okay."

    ? Last night bg4mxh said that he could help him find an expert, but Ban Xia knew very well what kind of animals to hunt and what methods to use. Only veteran hunters who have been hunting outside all year round are the most experienced.

    To deal with wild beasts, I am afraid that in bg4mxh's era, there were not many people with more experience than himself.

    However, since he said he wanted to help, you might as well go back later and listen to his opinion.

    After all, there is great power in numbers.

    Ban Xia casually put the shotgun aside, squatted down to check the arrangement of the trap, and then turned around to move the dead deer.

    She froze suddenly.

    The limbs were completely numb and stiff, and I could hardly feel my heart beating.

    As a rough estimate, the girl was at most one meter away from that thing, almost face to face, at such a close distance, through the thick green bushes, she could even see her own reflection in that scorched yellow eye  .

    Yes, plans always fail to keep up with changes.

    You have a plan, but the other party may not come according to the plan, it may appear at any time, such as now.

    Ban Xia's mind went blank.

    The last thought that flashed through her mind was:

    I can't go back tonight, sorry bg4mxh, she is going to miss the appointment.  &lt;/div&gt

 Text Chapter 27 One Sentence Worth Ten Thousand Sentences

    It was half past eleven that night.

    Bai Yang panicked.

    For so many days, this is the first time that the other party has not been online on time. There has been no contact for nearly an hour, and no one responded to the call on channel 14255.

    The girl did not come as promised.

    This morning, Bai Yang entrusted his father to go to Hongshan Forest Zoo. If you want to say where the expert who knows the most about tigers in Nanjing is, it must be in the zoo. The staff in the lion and tiger garden deal with them every day.  They knew what kind of shit they were pulling, so the father used the guise that his son was coming to the zoo for an internship to get close to the breeder. He gave full play to his strengths as a taxi driver who was good at talking about mountains and magnets, and claimed that his son was Nannong Zoologist  After graduation, he will work at the Hongshan Zoo. When the staff heard it, hey, isn’t this an alumnus?  Isn't this my junior?  So he knows everything and says everything.

    Bai Yang also called Zhao Bowen at the same time. Lao Zhao found the zoology teacher in the School of Biology of Nanjing University of Forestry, and the School of Biology of Nanlin University found the Beilin Institute of Ecology.  They unanimously recommended to go to the CFCA, and the experts from the CFCA enthusiastically held a conference call for Lao Bai.

    ? Zhao Bowen's tactical retreat: What does it mean to have friends all over the world?

    In one day, they searched for half of the domestic cat research experts.

    So Bai Yang took a thick stack of materials and sat down at the front of the table, preparing to give Ban Xia a big supplementary theoretical knowledge.

    At ten forty in the evening, Bai Yang started calling as usual:

    "cq! cq! cq! This is bg4mxh, did you hear that? Please answer, over."

    According to past experience, when Bai Yang let go of the microphone, a girl's crisp voice should have jumped out from the channel: "bg4mxh! This is bg4msr!"

    But not tonight.

    Bai Yang glanced at the alarm clock on the table, thinking that she might be delayed by something, so she might as well wait.

    This waited for almost an hour.

    "cqcq! bg4msr? bg4msr?"

    "bg4msr?"

    "bg4msr?"

    This kind of situation has never happened before, the girl was offline for a long time, waiting for nothing, Bai Yang's heart was suspended immediately, and he immediately called his father.

    Dad immediately called Wang Ning's house.

    Wang Ning, who has already lived an elderly life, lives a healthy life. It is time to go to bed at eleven o'clock. When Lao Bai makes a phone call, he picks up the phone. Before he can swear, his expression changes.

    He rolled and crawled out of bed, put on his trousers and coat, and ran outside.

    "It's the middle of the night, Lao Wang, why are you going?" the wife who was awakened shouted behind her.

    "Something happened to that girl!"

    Lao Wang also shouted.

    girl?

    What girl?

    Mrs. Wang was taken aback for a moment, and the carp straightened up.

    · ·

    · ·

    · ·

    "No news? Can't get in touch? How long has it been?" The taxi was parked outside the gate of the community.  Get out the window and call him behind you.

    "Hello! Hello! Come back!"

    "No need to look for it! No more change! Take it all, master!" Wang Ning had already rushed forward and shouted back.

    The driver watched his back disappear into the night, clutching the banknotes in his hand, a little dazed.

    "Hey, thisyou didn't give enough money."

    · ·

    · ·

    · ·

    "Old Bai, I have already arrived downstairs." Wang Ning said.

    "I saw you." Bai Zhen slammed on the balcony, looking down, "Is that your wife behind you with a rolling pin?"

    "What?"

    · ·

    · ·

    · ·

    At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, everything is silent, except for the hall of the Emergency Headquarters of Reversing the Future and Saving the World, which is brightly lit.

    Bai Yang was still calling on the channel.

    I am very anxious.

    Every second of loss of connection means more serious consequences. The boundless current noise in the earphones is like a bottomless deep pool. The call is just a stone thrown into the water without any waves.

    But he can only be anxious if he is anxious, even if his father calls Uncle Wang over, they will not be able to help him, let alone Uncle Wang, even if he calls all the people in the world to squeeze in this roomsp; "0.9! 0.8! 0.79, 0.78, 0.779"

    "Please speak to me a word."

    "Anything is fine."

    "Tell me you're alive."

    Bai Yang slowly lay down on the table, looking at the black plastic case of the microphone in his hand.

    "Just say a word to me, just say a word."

    "Then let me just say something." As soon as the voice fell, someone spoke in the earphone, Bai Yang was stunned, "Wow——you finally finished speaking, and you can talk to yourself for ten minutes without stopping.  It's amazing. It's the first time I've seen you who can speak so well. I know you spent a lot of energy preparing enough materials, so thank you, Uncle Zhao, and your dad, thank you and your family, and I came back ten minutes ago  But you have been talking endlessly and pressing your hands on the mic so that I can't make a sound, I'm just waiting to see when you can finish speaking and the result has been waiting until now, big brother, you are really a genius."

    Bai Yang was stunned.

    Over there, he finished speaking so many words in one breath at a very fast speed, and then paused for a while.

    "Is this a sentence?" &lt;/div&gt

 Text Chapter 28: I Want to Hear You

    Bai Yang stared blankly at the radio station on the table, and shouted in the next second:

    "She's back! She's back!"

    The two who were guarding the living room suddenly got up at the same time, like two old fathers who were waiting for their children to be born outside the delivery room.

    The loss of contact this time scared everyone enough. Even though it was only a short two and a half hours, it also made Bai Yang and others realize that there is a major deficiency in the current means of communication.  This is the first time that Pinellia and Baiyang lost contact. After this unexpected accident, Bai Zhen and Wang Ning immediately put the task of building a remote communication relay system on the agenda.  Advance simultaneously.

    At present, bg4msr can only communicate with Bai Yang when she stays in front of the radio station. This is like a landline phone, which cannot be carried with her. No matter where bg4msr goes, she can only communicate with outsiders when she returns to her room.

    Lao Bai has had that kind of life experience. When Bai Zhen was a child, before he moved to Nanjing, his family spent money to install a landline telephone. At that time, there were only a few people in the village with landline telephones.  You She may rely on the landline of Lao Bai's house to communicate with the outside world. Every time someone calls in from outside, Bai Zhen's parents will let him go out to call someone.

    The young Bai Zhen went out and ran to the grain drying field in front of the door, shouting at the top of his voice, "Diarrhea head——! I have your call——!"

    The person who was called hurried over, scolded him for being rude, and then ran in to answer the phone.

    Bai Zhen knew how inconvenient this was.

    So they have to upgrade their landlines to mobile phones.

    Let bg4msr go out and keep in touch with here anytime and anywhere.

    "The territory of male Bengal tigers is generally more than 30 square kilometers, up to 80 square kilometers, while females are smaller, within 20 square kilometers, bg4msr, do you understand? over."

    "Listen—understood."

    Bai Yang was babbling on reading materials, like a teacher who engages in cramming education.

    Thanks to Father and Uncle Zhao, he has prepared enough comprehensive materials. Now that bg4msr has returned safely, Bai Yang immediately started to work tonight. He will teach bg4msr to her age in one night.  Top Tiger Experts.

    "Pay attention to its hunting method. The Bengal tiger likes to go out hunting at dusk. The common hunting method is to lock the throat, because its bite force is very strong, and it will directly attack the throat of the prey. If a large animal is bitten, it will  Suffocation, the spine of the small animal is directly crushed, Miss, you have to pay attention, protect your throat, do you know that there is a nation called Budao people in the world? They always wear brass rings around their necks,  It's very long, over."

    "Okay, I'll pay attention."

    The girl agreed quite simply.

    "Then I'll tell you how to set the trap later." Bai Yang yawned, the alarm clock on the table had already pointed to two o'clock, and he rarely stayed up so late.

    Let go of your hands and rub your eyes.

    "Are you sleepy?" the girl asked, "how about you go to bed first?"

    "No, no, I'll explain everything that needs to be explained to you, otherwise why am I waiting so long." Bai Yang shook his head, "I can't sleep before this, over."

    As he said that, he took out the essential oil from the bookshelf and poured it into the palm of his hand, rubbed his temples, then flipped through the thick stack of materials in his hand, glanced at the cover, and wondered which master graduated his student with a master's degree  The paper was thrown over, the title is "Comparative Study on the Wild Habits of Bengal Tigers in the Buffer Zone of Habitat and Human and Animal Activities".

    "Okay, I'll listen."

    Ban Xia sat down obediently.

    While reading the materials, Bai Yang murmured to himself, these animal experts are really enthusiastic, and they are trying their best to move out.

    From the world distribution of Bengal tigers to their wild habits to the conflicts between humans and tigers around the world, the most exaggerated thing is that someone has planned a complete tiger hunting plan for him, covering everything from beginning to end.  , from trap design, to bait placement, to site selection, tool preparation, and finally to striving for a commutation of sentence in prison.

    Time is passing by every minute and every second.

    Bai Yang was drowsy after reading.

    Pinellia listened with gusto.

    "To sum up, if it is not a last resort, don't have a confrontation with a tiger. In 2016, a tiger wounded a person in the Badaling Zoo in Beijing. One died and the other was injured.  An adult is as easy as holding a chicken I heard that without the eldest lady, you can't beat a tiger, and it holds you like a chicken!" Bai Yang put down the materials in his hand and emphasized again, "You can't fight with it.  head-to-head, over.”

    "Okay, don't be hard with itSmashing its own spine, it kills itself with little more difficulty than a chicken.

    The reason why it hasn't moved is because it is observing itself.

    There are too few human beings left in this world, and tigers always carefully observe creatures they have never seen before.

    The two sides were in a brief stalemate for a few seconds. The Bengal tiger crouched in the bushes, half of its body was covered by dense branches and leaves, and only its head and forelegs could be seen. Its yellow-and-white fur, thick and thick black stripes, and a terrifyingly large  The face is consistent with what Banxia imagined, but it is much more scary than imagined.

    Its size is even bigger than the girl imagined, so it turns out that this thing is so big.

    so big.

    This was the first thought that popped up after Ban Xia's brain resumed activity.

    It is definitely not a good experience to be stared at by a tiger. There is no emotion that a creature should have in that eye, as if it is a hunting machine. For most creatures, this is likely to be seen in this life  The last face.

    The sun is about to set, and the body of the Bengal tiger is hidden in the shadow of the residential building.

    Ban Xia noticed that the other eye was blind, and there was an obvious scar running through half of the tiger's face from top to bottom.

    Sure enough, it was the tiger that attacked the teacher back then. One of its eyes was stabbed blind by the teacher with a dagger. No wonder this tiger appeared in front of his eyes recklessly. Its eyes are not very good.

    Ban Xia stared at it, and slowly moved back to widen the distance.

    The teacher once said that in the face of a large beast, you should not turn around and run away in a panic. Whether it is a tiger, a leopard, or a brown bear, running away will stimulate their hunting instinct.

    The faster you run, the faster you die.

    As soon as Pinellia moved, the Bengal tiger also moved. It retracted its front legs and slowly supported its upper body. Then the back half of its body also left the ground, and its fur rustled against the bushes.

    It took a step forward, trying to get closer to the girl. No one knew what was going on in the tiger's mind at the time, maybe it was going to pounce on it, or maybe it was going to detour - but it's impossible for anyone to know,  Because in the next second, a 9mm caliber copper-clad steel core bullet invaded from its forehead, rolled in its cranial cavity, stirred up the brain tissue into a ball of bloody dregs, and finally penetrated the skull with dark red thick slurry from the back of the head.  Punch out, leaving a large irregular hole with a diameter of nearly five centimeters.

    "boom!"

    The 8-gram bullet has an initial velocity of nearly 400 meters per second after it is released from the chamber. It only takes 0.005 seconds to fly a distance of 2 meters in the air, and death comes within 5 microseconds. No creature can escape, and the sound of the gun is deafening.  .

    The sound waves had time to spread after the tiger died, and echoed among the residential buildings surrounding the community, startling a group of birds.

    "boom!"

    "boom!"

    "boom!"

    "boom!"

    In the next four seconds, four bullets were shot into the tiger's body, one hit the head, and the other three hit its neck and heart. Each shot was quite deadly. The gun in Ban Xia's hand was not designed for hunting.  , but at the ultra-close distance of two meters, the Barabellum pistol bullet has enough power to explode the skull of a big cat.

    It is impossible for Banxia to draw a gun as quickly as today in her life. The life-and-death duel of the legendary cowboy fast gunner in the west is nothing more than this. She held the gun with one hand and fired the first shot, then raised her left hand to hold the handle of the gun and opened it.  Down four shots, one-handed gun can not be accurate, but the distance is close enough.

    Ban Xia finished the opponent with the first shot, then pulled the trigger and fired four more bullets to ensure the kill, before collapsing to the ground powerlessly.

    The body of the Bengal tiger was lying on the grass, and the deep black blood slowly seeped out from under its fur, staining the green grass blades red.

    The girl backed away slowly, took a few steps back, and sat down on her buttocks.

    Her legs had no strength, they were as soft as cotton.

    The pistol also fell to the ground, and her hands trembled so much that she could no longer hold the gun. The trembling spread from her hands to her shoulders, from her shoulders to her waist and legs, and then to her whole body. In the end, Ban Xia trembled like a wobble, and felt nauseous and vomiting.

    The actions of just a few seconds took all the strength out of her whole body. Ban Xia lay down on the grass beside the dead tiger. The air was filled with the faint smell of grass and blood. She didn't think about anything.  He didn't want to move either, both his soul and his body were like a stone, staring at the completely darkened sky motionlessly.

    The girl slowly closed her eyes, she wanted to sleep.

    "Teacher." She said softly.

    ?

 Text Chapter 29: The Wisdom of the Uncles

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    In the following weekend, Bai Zhen and Wang Ning began to design the remote communication system.

    To put it bluntly, it is to let bg4msr use mobile phones.

    This is very important.

    The immediacy and convenience of mobile phones are much higher than that of landline phones. It's time to upgrade the girl's communication methods.

    "The technical logic is very clear, and it's not difficult to do." Sitting on the sofa, Wang Ning rubbed his bearded chin. "Fundamentally speaking, we only need to do one"

    "Relay." Bai Zhen sat opposite him.

    "Yes, we only need one relay." Wang Ning nodded.

    The so-called relay is an extremely common and commonly used infrastructure in amateur radio.

    As we all know, there are more people playing uv band than short wave these days. To play uv wave, you only need to spend 100 yuan on Taobao Jingdong to buy a mobile phone. This thing is not much bigger than a mobile phone. It is small and exquisite, easy to carry, and comes with a flashlight.  Press the button twice and the flashlight can blind your dog's eyes. It doesn't need a heavy and clumsy base station like short wave-but the uv band has advantages and disadvantages. Both uhf and vhf frequencies are much higher than short wave.  It is known that the higher the frequency, the shorter the wavelength; the shorter the wavelength, the weaker the ability to bypass obstacles.

    Therefore, the radio waves in the uv band propagate in line of sight, and the uv waves can only reach where your eyes can see. If there is an obstacle in the middle, the signal will be blocked.

    It does not bounce off the ionosphere like shortwave does.

    However, modern cities are full of high-rise buildings, buildings are layered on top of each other, and obstacles are everywhere. How can people who play UV band communicate long-distance?

    So people thought about it - it would be better to put a transponder on a high place.

    This repeater system can be placed on a high tower, on the top of a mountain, or even on a satellite—it must be set up at a high place where everyone can see—the UV band handset in Ham’s hand first sends the signal to the repeater  device, and then forwarded through the hands of the latter.

    Transponders stand high and see far away, and can spread signals to far away places. Amateur satellites or international space stations are in orbits hundreds of kilometers high, and can even support intercontinental communications.

    Such a forwarding system is called a relay station.

    "Relay?" Bai Yang was confused, he didn't understand how to use the repeater to establish remote control, "How should I do it?"

    "Xiao Yang, let you come up with the design, so that bg4msr can also use the two-five to contact us at a long distance, what are you going to do?" Wang Ning asked him.

    Bai Yang froze for a moment, and thought for a few seconds.

    "Uha radio communication link should be established, so that the sizebg4msr can transmit the signal to icom725 over a long distance, and let 725 transmit it to us."

    "Yes, the idea is correct." Wang Ning agreed, "but how to do it specifically?"

    "She should have a portable mobile station in her hand, as a terminal for sending and receiving information." Bai Yang further imagined, "She sends the signal to icom725 through the mobile station, and icom725"

    Here Bai Yang suddenly got stuck.

    "Forward."

    He realized that the role of 725 in the whole link at this time is to forward, the girl's mobile station transmits the signal to 725, and 725 forwards the signal to Bai Yang himself.

    What should be done to make 725 a forwarding node?

    All the functions of an old antique like icom725 have to be implemented purely manually. To send a call, you have to press and hold the button on the microphone, and to receive a call, you have to release the button on the microphone. How to operate it remotely?  You're not a robot, you can leave one hand in the room just to click the button.

    "The 725 alone can't do it by itself." Bai Yang said slowly, "A peripheral device is definitely needed. On the one hand, this peripheral device can send and receive radio waves by itself, and on the other hand, it can control the sending and receiving of the 725. When there is information to be sent, it  It controls the 725 radio station to enter the sending state, and when there is information to receive, it controls the 725 radio station to enter the receiving state.”

    "Savvy, savvy Xiao Yang." Wang Ning smiled, "Just like you think, we just need such a peripheral."

    "This peripheral is a relay." Dad said.

    "That's right, it's a repeater." Wang Ning nodded, "Xiao Yang, do you know the structure and working principle of a repeater? That kind of pure analog repeaterwe'd better use a purely analog repeater, digital  Relays or digital-to-analog relays are a bit complicated, and I’m afraid the girls over there won’t be able to handle them, and I’m afraid that something too sophisticated won’t last too long, but the structure of the analog relay is so simple that you can DIY it yourself with two walkie-talkies.”

    "Because the basic structure of a repeater station is two amateur radio stations put together back to back." Lao Bai took over his words and explained to Bai Yang, "One; This is very important, no matter what Dad and Uncle Wang want to do, it cannot affect the icom725 radio station itself. They still haven't figured out why this radio station has the ability to communicate through time and space.  Two or five is a black box. In this case, it is the most sensible choice not to touch it.

    Previously, Bai Zhen, Wang Ning, and Zhao Bowen recklessly dismantled the machine and opened the casing of the radio, but fortunately, it did not cause any impact.

    "Okay Thirdly, it must not affect the normal work of the radio station itself." Wang Ning wrote it down.

    Finally he held the whiteboard up high for everyone else to see.

    The handwriting is illegible but striking.

    First, the avatar is separated and controlled remotely!

    Second, the operation is simple, convenient and easy to learn!

    Third, it cannot affect the normal operation of the radio itself!

    The above three items will be the framework that they must follow when advancing the plan. They will do their best to upgrade the communication tools in the hands of bg4msr. When the expert group of the World Amateur Radio Emergency Communication Headquarters is fully operational,  The wisdom of the uncles will be invincible

 Text Chapter Thirty

    Ban Xia spent a whole day digging a big hole and buried the tiger's body.

    She has no shortage of food, and she doesn't want to taste the taste of the king of beasts. She just wants to quickly bury this huge rotting corpse. If she doesn't bury it in the ground, the flies in the whole Qinhuai area will gather to have a buzzing meeting  .

    What do you hate the most in summer?

    The first is mosquitoes, and the second is flies.

    A modern person like Bai Yang must not be able to imagine what it means to be a mosquito in summer. This scene was only seen in "Children's Fun" written by Shen Fu in middle school Chinese class.

    And Pinellia, a person who often digs into grass nests, sometimes sees a black cloud of mosquitoes head-on, covers his head and face with his clothes, turns around and runs away.

    When she compacted the last shovel of soil, it was already dark, and Ban Xia built a small tomb for the Bengal tiger, not far from Building 11. Killing this tiger, Qinhuai District will have a brighter future in the future.  There will be no second Bengal tiger for a long time, because the territory of the Bengal tiger is very large. As the saying goes, there cannot be two tigers in one mountain, and the other tiger should at least be in Pukou District, or even in Chuzhou City.

    After doing all this, her arms were so sore that she couldn't lift them up.

    "Hands are sore. I have been digging a hole all day today. It is too strenuous to rely on an engineer shovel." Ban Xia sighed, "bg4mxh, when can you send me an excavator?"

    "How do I deliver the excavator?" Bai Yang rolled his eyes, "The time capsule is not a panacea, where can I find a capsule that can fit the excavator? The largest time capsule that can be bought on the market is only a few tens of centimeters  The length, no matter how big it is, it’s not a time capsule, it’s a safe, over.”

    "Then get a super-big safe and put an excavator in it! I believe in you, you can do it!"

    "I can't buy a safe of that size, so I have to order it from a manufacturer." Bai Yang said, "It will cost a lot of money, and we don't have that much money, over."

    "You are saving the world, boy! You can find that silver"

    "Bank, over."

    "Yes, the bank, ask the bank for money!" Ban Xia said, "One million, is it enough? If not, then ten million."

    "Are you asking me to rob a bank? Miss, I'm just a poor high school student. If I go straight to the bank and ask for money, I'll be thrown out by the security guards." Bai Yang said, "So what about saving the world? Save the world  You must also abide by the Basic Law. Besides, to build a safe that can drive an excavator into it, it must weigh at least dozens of tons, and it needs a heavy-duty helicopter to lift it. If you bury it in the ground, you can't dig it out alone.  So you need a heavy helicopter, then we have to build another safe to put the helicopter in, and then we need a heavier helicopter to lift the safe, endless, over.”

    "oh……"

    The girl squatted on the chair, pursing her mouth.

    Where is the limit of the time capsule? Bai Yang has not touched it yet, but both he and his father know that this thing is definitely not a panacea. The big filter is not a fool. You can try to smuggle in a small sampan, but a  Cruise ships also want to smuggle people, just pretending to be blind.

    In Bai Yang's view, the first factor limiting the time capsule must be its size.

    The time capsule can be enlarged appropriately, but it cannot be enlarged infinitely.

    When it gets so big, it will definitely be discovered by the big filter?

    The three laws of slow time passing set the conditions for him. Zhao Bowen once said that as long as you meet the three laws, you can avoid the big filter. No matter what you want to do, you have to move around within their limited range.

    "Bg4msr, we discussed for a long time today, and decided to upgrade your contact means, over."

    I was taken aback for a moment.

    "Eh? It's that image transmission?"

    "That's another system. These two plans are independent and simultaneous. Building an image transmission link will allow the station to transmit more and larger data, and building a remote control system will allow you to maintain control when you are outside.  Contact." Bai Yang explained, "Uncle Wang is the team leader of the remote control system engineering team, and my father is the team leader of the image transmission system engineering team, over."

    "Wow." The girl was a little surprised, "The battle is so big, who are the remote control system engineering teams? Who are the image transmission system engineering teams?"

    "There are two people in the remote control system engineering team." Bai Yang replied, "The team leader is Uncle Wang, and the team member is me."

    "Where is the image transmission system engineering team?"

    "There are also two people, over."

    "The team leader is your father, what about the team members?"

    "still me,bag?  "Wang Ning thought for a while, "First of all, it is difficult to find such a thick steel pipe. The diameter of the seamless steel pipe that is easy to find on the market is basically a few centimeters or ten centimeters. If you want to insert the relay station, the diameter must be at least more than  Thirty centimeters, which is almost as thick as an oil pipeline so thick that a capsule is welded with a welded pipe, do you know how heavy it is?  "

    "How much?"

    "Less say forty kilograms." Wang Ning replied, "A capsule weighing more than forty kilograms is a huge, bare cylinder. How do you carry it? You can't even move it, let alone follow the double-blind principle.  Known to be buried."

    Bai Yang suffocated.

    He also inevitably makes some low-level mistakes that ignore practicality.

    "If the plan is too complicated, we will use it as plan B, an alternative." The old man said, "Actually, it is more convenient for her to find the repeater over there than we send it over there, because the repeater is not easy to break, and no one wants it."  .”

    "Where is the relay in Nanjing?" Bai Yang asked.

    Dad and Lao Wang pointed out the window at the same time, looking over the layers of residential buildings.

    "It's not far, it's on Zijin Mountain."

    · ·

    · ·

    · ·

    "Huh? On Zijin Mountain?"

    Ban Xia was a little surprised.

    "Yes, it's on Zijin Mountain." Bai Yang said, "Repeaters are generally set up on high places, such as on mountains. Nanjing's 430m relay is set on Zijin Mountain, over."

    "Twenty years have passed, is it still not broken?"

    "According to Uncle Wang and my father, they said that the relay is quite durable. The original working environment is unattended, and there is no battery, so it is not easy to break." Bai Yang scratched his head, "And this thing is nothing.  Value, unobtrusive, you have a high probability of finding it, over.”

    He unfolded a scribbled map in front of him.

    The map was drawn by Wang Ning, and it shows the specific location of the relay station.

    Bai Yang turned it back and forth, and finally opened the Gaode map on the phone. Wang Ning's map is even worse than the Gaode map.

    He explained to bg4msr while looking at the map, and told her to find a stick—not Korean, but an antenna, to be precise, a relay antenna.

    Pinellia is over there "hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" the other end.

    Reversing the Future and Saving the World Amateur Radio Emergency Communication Headquarters decided to use the next week to complete the upgrade of Banxia's communication means, turning a fixed amateur radio station into a mobile phone with a camera function. Once the upgrade is completed, Banxia will be able to  By transmitting a large amount of image data to this end, Bai Yang and others will be able to face the ruined world directly.

    &lt;/div&gt

 Text Chapter 30 Upgrade

    ,

    Ban Xia spent a whole day digging a big hole and buried the tiger's body.

    She has no shortage of food, and she doesn't want to taste the taste of the king of beasts. She just wants to quickly bury this huge rotting corpse. If she doesn't bury it in the ground, the flies in the whole Qinhuai area will gather to have a buzzing meeting  .

    What do you hate the most in summer?

    The first is mosquitoes, and the second is flies.

    A modern person like Bai Yang must not be able to imagine what it means to be a mosquito in summer. This scene was only seen in "Children's Fun" written by Shen Fu in middle school Chinese class.

    And Pinellia, a person who often digs into grass nests, sometimes sees a black cloud of mosquitoes head-on, covers his head and face with his clothes, turns around and runs away.

    When she compacted the last shovel of soil, it was already dark, and Ban Xia built a small tomb for the Bengal tiger, not far from Building 11. Killing this tiger, Qinhuai District will have a brighter future in the future.  There will be no second Bengal tiger for a long time, because the territory of the Bengal tiger is very large. As the saying goes, there cannot be two tigers in one mountain, and the other tiger should at least be in Pukou District, or even in Chuzhou City.

    After doing all this, her arms were so sore that she couldn't lift them up.

    "Hands are sore. I have been digging a hole all day today. It is too strenuous to rely on an engineer shovel." Ban Xia sighed, "bg4mxh, when can you send me an excavator?"

    "How do I deliver the excavator?" Bai Yang rolled his eyes, "The time capsule is not a panacea, where can I find a capsule that can fit the excavator? The largest time capsule that can be bought on the market is only a few tens of centimeters  The length, no matter how big it is, it’s not a time capsule, it’s a safe, over.”

    "Then get a super-big safe and put an excavator in it! I believe in you, you can do it!"

    "I can't buy a safe of that size, so I have to order it from a manufacturer." Bai Yang said, "It will cost a lot of money, and we don't have that much money, over."

    "You are saving the world, boy! You can find that silver"

    "Bank, over."

    "Yes, the bank, ask the bank for money!" Ban Xia said, "One million, is it enough? If not, then ten million."

    "Are you asking me to rob a bank? Miss, I'm just a poor high school student. If I go straight into the bank and rob, I will be laughed at by the salesperson." Bai Yang said, "So what about saving the world? Besides, make a  A safe that can be driven into by an excavator must weigh at least dozens of tons, and it needs a heavy-duty helicopter to lift it. If you bury it in the ground, you can't dig it out alone, so you need a heavy-duty helicopter.  We have to build another safe to put the helicopter in, and then lift the safe and we need heavier helicopters, endless, over.”

    "oh……"

    The girl squatted on the chair, pursing her mouth.

    Where is the limit of the time capsule? Bai Yang has not touched it yet, but both he and his father know that this thing is definitely not a panacea. The big filter is not a fool. You can try to smuggle in a small sampan, but a  Cruise ships also want to smuggle people, just pretending to be blind.

    In Bai Yang's view, the first factor limiting the time capsule must be its size.

    The time capsule can be enlarged appropriately, but it cannot be enlarged infinitely.

    When it gets so big, it will definitely be discovered by the big filter?

    The three laws of slow time passing set the conditions for him. Zhao Bowen once said that as long as you meet the three laws, you can avoid the big filter. No matter what you want to do, you have to move around within their limited range.

    "Bg4msr, we discussed for a long time today, and decided to upgrade your contact means, over."

    I was taken aback for a moment.

    "Eh? It's that image transmission?"

    "That's another system. These two plans are independent and simultaneous. Building an image transmission link will allow the station to transmit more and larger data, and building a remote control system will allow you to maintain control when you are outside.  Contact." Bai Yang explained, "Uncle Wang is the team leader of the remote control system engineering team, and my father is the team leader of the image transmission system engineering team, over."

    "Wow." The girl was a little surprised, "The battle is so big, who are the remote control system engineering teams? Who are the image transmission system engineering teams?"

    "There are two people in the remote control system engineering team." Bai Yang replied, "The team leader is Uncle Wang, and the team member is me."

    "Where is the image transmission system engineering team?"

    "There are also two people, over."

    "The team leader is your father, what about the team members?"

    "It's still me, over."Wang Ning thought for a while, "First of all, it is difficult to find such a thick steel pipe. The diameter of the seamless steel pipes that are easy to find on the market is basically a few centimeters or ten centimeters. If you want to insert the relay station, the diameter must be at least three  Ten centimeters, which is almost as thick as an oil pipeline so thick that a capsule is welded with a welded pipe, do you know how heavy it is?"

    "How much?"

    "Less say forty kilograms." Wang Ning replied, "A capsule weighing more than forty kilograms is a huge, bare cylinder. How do you carry it? You can't even move it, let alone follow the double-blind principle.  Known to be buried."

    Bai Yang suffocated.

    He also inevitably makes some low-level mistakes that ignore practicality.

    "If the plan is too complicated, we will use it as plan B, an alternative." The old man said, "Actually, it is more convenient for her to find the repeater over there than we send it over there, because the repeater is not easy to break, and no one wants it."  .”

    "Where is the relay in Nanjing?" Bai Yang asked.

    Dad and Lao Wang pointed out the window at the same time, looking over the layers of residential buildings.

    "It's not far, it's on Zijin Mountain."

    · ·

    · ·

    · ·

    "Huh? On Zijin Mountain?"

    Ban Xia was a little surprised.

    "Yes, it's on Zijin Mountain." Bai Yang said, "Repeaters are generally set up on high places, such as on mountains. Nanjing's 430m relay is set on Zijin Mountain, over."

    "Twenty years have passed, is it still not broken?"

    "According to Uncle Wang and my father, they said that the relay is quite durable. The original working environment is unattended, and there is no battery, so it is not easy to break." Bai Yang scratched his head, "And this thing is nothing.  Value, unobtrusive, you have a high probability of finding it, over.”

    He unfolded a scribbled map in front of him.

    The map was drawn by Wang Ning, and it shows the specific location of the relay station.

    Bai Yang turned it back and forth, and finally opened the Gaode map on the phone. Wang Ning's map is even worse than the Gaode map.

    He explained to bg4msr while looking at the map, and told her to find a stick—not Korean, but an antenna, to be precise, a relay antenna.

    Pinellia is over there "hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" the other end.

    Reversing the Future and Saving the World Amateur Radio Emergency Communication Headquarters decided to use the next week to complete the upgrade of Banxia's communication means, turning a fixed amateur radio station into a mobile phone with a camera function. Once the upgrade is completed, Banxia will be able to  By transmitting a large amount of image data to this end, Bai Yang and others will be able to face the ruined world directly.

 Main Text Chapter Thirty-one One should be a queen

    ,

    on Monday.

    The first step of the plan is to find a relay.

    When Bai Yang was drowsy at school, Ban Xia was speeding along Zhongshanmen Street on a broken bicycle.

    Zijin Mountain is very close to Meihua Mountain Villa. Ban Xia rode a bicycle along the Lingyuan Road and went deep into Zijin Mountain. The width of the straight asphalt road was only two-thirds of the previous width, and the soil slowly eroded from both sides of the road.  The skin is healing itself, closing up these criss-crossing dry scars. The girl walked through the dense shade of trees, and the wheels rolled over the road. Occasionally, the rabbits and pheasants in the grass beside the road were disturbed. She went to the relay according to bg4mxh's plan  However, before riding to the ticket office at the gate of Meiling Palace, the road was cut off by a big pit with a diameter of seven or eight meters.

    "Stop stop stop stop stop——!"

    Ban Xia was so startled that she slammed on the brakes, put her legs down, scooped up stones on the road with the soles of her shoes, and barely stopped the bicycle before the road break.

    She got off the bicycle seat, took off the sunglasses on the bridge of her nose, and dangled them on her index finger.

    What a big hole.

    The bottom of the pit is at least three meters deep.

    Ban Xia squatted at the edge of the pit and looked down. Under the broken asphalt road was light-colored dry soil, and a few weeds grew sporadically in the pit.

    If nothing else, this is a bomb crater.

    Perhaps it was a blockbuster that exploded.

    But this is not the biggest bomb crater Ban Xia has ever seen. The biggest bomb crater she has ever seen is on Nantu.  It was blown up by something, and all the nearby buildings collapsed into ruins.

    The girl straightened up and looked around to see if there was a crashed plane nearby.

    Generally speaking, if there are bomb craters, it means that fierce battles broke out here. If there are battles, there may be damaged weapons, fighter jets and armored vehicles.  look for.

    She looked around, and the tall branches and leaves above her head suddenly rustled.

    "Wow what?"

    Ban Xia was taken aback and raised her head.

    A pale yellow calm deer face protruded from the top of the tree. It was really a huge head, big and long, with two small short horns on top, a pair of huge protruding ears spread horizontally on the left and right sides, and that damn  The eyelashes immediately attract the girl's attention, why are there such thick eyelashes?

    Ban Xia stared at it blankly, her neck was sore when she looked up.

    The giraffe didn't care about the presence of humans, it still chewed the leaves in its mouth contentedly, glanced at her at most, and then focused on the food again.

    It was only at this time that Pinellia noticed that its long legs were hidden behind the dense bushes. There were irregular dark spots on its yellow skin. These two-story-high giant creatures stretched their necks and only plucked the young leaves on the top of the tree.  , and soon the second deer head appeared. The two giraffes were eating here, their big nostrils poked around, and the young leaves and buds were torn off with a roll of their tongues, and they were stuffed into their mouths to chew.  .

    The teacher once said that there are giraffes in Zijin Mountain, and this is the first time Banxia has actually seen them.

    Not only are they alive, they are alive and well.

    The giraffes in Zijin Mountain escaped from the zoo in the early years. It seems that they have adapted well to the environment here. The climate of the doomsday era has undergone tremendous changes, the most notable of which is that the climate has become humid, and the temperature has generally risen throughout the year.  High, which gives animals and plants excellent breeding conditions.

    Ban Xia simply sat down and looked at the giraffe with his head propped up.

    She saw from 8:00 in the morning until 8:40, the two giraffes were eating breakfast slowly.

    Pinellia watched them picky eaters as they ate, tearing off the leaves, chewing and spitting them out. As the only giraffes in Nanjing City and even the entire Jiangsu Province, they are thousands of miles away from their hometown in Africa, and they have never seen themselves in their hometown in their entire lives.  My relatives don't know that there are others of the same kind in the world, but they are also at ease.

    The giraffes walked away while gnawing, and the girl patted her buttocks and got up.

    Looking at the opposite side of the big pit, the road condition over there is extremely poor, the road surface is seriously damaged, and the vegetation is getting denser. I'm afraid I can't ride a bike.

    "This road is not going to work." Ban Xia shook her head, said simply and neatly, "Go home."

    I can't go on this road condition.

    If you don't get on, you won't get on, go home and go home.

    "I can't go up Zijin Mountain—!" Bai Yang turned his head and shouted towards the door, "The plants are too dense, I can't tell the depth! It's risky! Change to another place——!"

    In the living room outside the door, Bai Zhen andPlaying the pornography in the hard disk in a loop, it can't be solved, can you help me repair it?  So people came excitedly.

    When entering the door, ask where is the computer?

    Lao Wang and Lao Bai spent the whole afternoon explaining the matter clearly. During the period, they called Zhao Bowen angrily.

    When you send emails, materials, or anything to others, it is better to explain clearly in person.

    ? If you want to really convince someone, you must have a face-to-face meeting. You can’t expect to finalize any important matter online, otherwise, the person who promised you on WeChat the day before would forget it when you wake up.

    You have to let him sit in front of you!

    The distance between you and the other party cannot exceed two meters!

    You have to spray your saliva on his face!

    You have to press him against the wall to prevent him from running away!

    You want to wall him!

    Wall dong!

    Lao Zhao spoke passionately on the other end of the phone, not knowing who was on the wall.

    Therefore, the most difficult step is to invite these gods and Buddhas to come to the door in person.

    He has already helped solve the most difficult level, what else do you want?

    Fortunately, Wang Ning and Bai Zhen's efforts were not ineffective. Both groups of people stated that they would report to their superiors and follow up in the follow-up.

    "Will they take this seriously?" Bai Zhen asked.

    "God knows." Wang Ning said, "If it was me, I would at most go home and write a report and put it on the superior's desk.  Go to school and leave school."

    "This is the reason why you have been suffering from secondary diseases." Bai Zhen pointed at him, "Not active in doing things."

    "Do you think that if you work hard, you won't get side diseases?" Wang Ning sneered, "Anyway, I also looked away. When I retire, I will open a restaurant."

    "What do you open a restaurant for?"

    "Be the head of the department."

    "Your dream will most likely not come true. It could be as short as three years, as long as five years. All of us will be finished." Bai Zhen sighed, "How is Lao Zhao doing? Where is he now?"

    "Shanghai." Wang Ning replied, "In the Eighth Court, he said this is the last level."

    "The Eighth Court?" Bai Zhen asked, "Which Eighth Court?"

    "The Eighth Research Institute of China Aerospace Science and Technology Corporation."

    Bai Zhen was taken aback for a moment, a little puzzled.

    "The Eighth Research Institute of China Aerospace Science and Technology Corporation? What is he doing there? ?

 Text A briefing on all recent developments

    In the past two days, a distant relative passed away due to illness, and was busy attending the funeral, so I couldn't spare time and energy to code words, so the update originally scheduled tonight can only be postponed to tomorrow, I hope you will forgive me.

    All things are empty in front of life and death, students must pay attention to the body.

    Regarding the progress of the physical book:

    There is still no news about "Dead Fire", and I don't know where it is stuck. The author reminds me every month, but there is no movement from Qingdao Club.

    ?The publication of "Titan" is progressing smoothly, and it has reached the final stage a few days ago. Everything is ready for the major processes of review, typesetting, cover design, and it is expected to be available on the market within the next two months.

    "Nanjing" was published "Nanjing" had to wait until I finished writing it before entering the publishing process.

    Regarding the progress of the manga:

    The production of "Titan" comics is in progress. The well-known domestic cartoonists Mr. Beixiang and Mr. Bai Xiao are working together to produce one and two volumes respectively.

    The two teachers will occasionally announce the progress on Weibo.

    ? Film and television project progress:

    The "Dead Fire" film and television drama has not received more new news in recent days. It is reasonable to say that it is in the stage of script production. The author will go to Shanghai in two days and ask about the specific situation when he has the opportunity.

    The "Titan" film and television drama project has also started. The author and the producer have exchanged views a few days ago, and will enter the stage of script production next.

    The film and television adaptation of "Nanjing" is basically finalized.

    The above is all the recent situation.

    ?Every student, best wishes and golden safety.

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 Text Chapter Thirty-two Goddess Celestial Cloth Fragment

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    Panxia panted and lifted the heavy amateur radio repeater to the table. As bg4mxh said, this thing is big and heavy. She found it in the warehouse of the Jiangsu Provincial Amateur Radio Administration, on the 20th floor.  There is no elevator, so I can only rely on my two legs to go up and down layer by layer. Running back and forth twice is like filling my legs with lead. Pinellia is looking for and stopping, and when I am tired, I rest on the pillars at the gate of China Merchants Bank.  .

    As Wang Ning and Bai Zhen said, in the apocalyptic era, repeaters are things that no one wants, and ordinary people don't know about them. When Ban Xia found them according to the picture, they were dumped randomly on the floor and cabinets.  On the top, covered with dust and thick cobwebs, it is the happy home of spiders and cockroaches.

    Cockroach thieves like to make their nests in this kind of small box. Pinellia turned the repeater upside down and the American cockroaches rushed out.

    They ran away in a panic, and Banxia stomped on them with the soles of their shoes until they exploded.

    The girl walks through the dark corridor with a flashlight. It can be seen that the people here were evacuated in a hurry. One day a disaster struck, and the people who were going to work fled in a panic.  The frame was frozen, so their desks, filing cabinets and printers remained as they were. Ban Xia stepped on the dust on the floor, and under the dust were scattered papers.  Throw it in your pocket.

    It is the normal state of Ban Xia's life to search wherever she goes, and all human beings have left her a huge legacy, which is so huge that she can't use it up in her lifetime.

    The ecosystem of the tropical rainforest is layered, from the ground to the top of the tree. Different creatures live at different heights. Organisms at different heights form parallel circles. The urban ecosystem is also layered, from the ground to the ground.  The sewers are as high as the roofs of high-rise buildings, each with different biomes and distribution densities. Pinellia climbs up the stairs step by step, and the higher you go, the fewer traces of large animal activities.

    The excrement of some ruminants can still be seen on the floors of the first and second floors, and above the fifth floor, there are only traces of wild cats.

    The only things you can see on the twenty-fifth floor are rats, cockroaches and bird droppings.

    Banxia found a total of three repeaters in the warehouse and office. Fortunately, the Jiangsu Provincial Amateur Radio Administration Bureau has a high floor and usually does not get in water. The repeater has not been soaked in water.

    For any electronic product, moisture-proof is very important. Water is the natural enemy of all precision instruments. Soaking in water for a short time can cause the motherboard to leak and short circuit, and soaking in water for a long time can make the integrated circuit with nano-level process rust into a board.  You fairy board board.

    When discussing this matter, Wang Ning and Bai Zhen directly pointed out the two biggest difficulties:

    One is moisture-proof.

    The second is the battery.

    Old Wang and Laobai know very well that Nanjing in the doomsday era will not lack electronic components. As the saying goes, there is Zhongguancun in the north and Zhujiang Road in the south.  It can only be said that there is no worst hole but worse. Zhujiang Road in the doomsday era must be a street of electronic waste. It is not difficult to find anything, but it is not easy to find usable parts.

    After the doomsday disaster, Nanjing City has become a coastal city. The sea breeze can blow directly to the Qinhuai District, and the climate has undergone tremendous changes. The humid and rainy weather is a huge obstacle to the long-term preservation of electronic products.

    Bai Zhen was born as a technical sergeant in the navy and has served in the army for many years. He knows very well that once the climate becomes humid, mushrooms can grow on everything. In order to resist the pervasive mushrooms, human beings have tried their best and spent millions of years in hard evolution.  The essence of advanced wisdom, the bright crown of human civilization, and the pearl bred by the chemical industry system, finally mastered the effective means——

    Put a plastic bag on it.

    Plastic bags are magic tools.

    If there are any greatest and worst inventions in human history, the first is the nuclear bomb and the second is the plastic bag. The plastic bag that is thrown away on weekdays is one of the most useful tools in the doomsday era. There is no other material than it  Lighter, flexible, stronger, light-transmitting and waterproof, the clothes that the Cowherd stole while the Weaver Girl was taking a bath in myths and legends are nothing more than that, so the gods are just flying around in plastic bags-if this thing is placed in ancient times  In the background rpg game, the minimum is also a legendary material, and the name should be "Piece of the Goddess's Celestial Cloth".

    Bai Zhen instructed that most electronic products that have not been opened and used will have plastic packaging bags, so Pinellia should pay attention to them, and the survival rate will be higher if they are stored in sealed packaging bags.

    Ban Xia put the three repeaters on the small trailer, tied them with ropes, and then went home.

    The first thing she did when she got home was undress, ???Move the repeaters one by one to the eighth floor, put them outside the door, then go in and undress, throw all the clothes on the floor, scream and let go of your hair and rush into the bathroom.

    It's too dirty.

    It's really dirty.

    Those who knew said she was looking for the relay station, but those who didn't know thought she had just returned from the coal mine.

    What is the most in a building that has not been lived in for twenty years?

    The most gray.

    Pinellia went there wearing a blue short-sleeved top and a pair of beige trousers. When I came back, it was all black. Twenty years old gray, the deposit was as thick as ink. It was Flower Girl when I went in, and Cinderella when I came out.  , and then go in is Cinderella, and then out is the black girl.

    The girl took a shower in the bathroom, was wet and naked, put on an apron, and started to clean up the relay station she brought back.

    The repeater is dirtier than her.

    Banxia fetched a basin of clear water, soaked in a broken rag, and held a plum screwdriver in her mouth, brought in a repeater, put it on the floor, and started to clean it up.

    She wrung out the rag and scrubbed the case first, then bit the screwdriver in a vise, unscrewed the rusty screws, opened the case, and poured out all kinds of strange things dead spiders, rat droppings, dried insects  Corpse, cockroach egg case, Ban Xia shook his head, after cleaning up the repeater, roughly inspected whether the cable was complete, then plugged in the plug and turned on the power to see if it could still work normally.

    It took her four hours to clean up the three repeaters, from 5:00 p.m. to 9:00 p.m. During the period, Pinellia went to eat something, and then went to work after dinner.

    Only one of the three repeaters still responds after being powered on, and the cable of one is simply broken. At first glance, everything is in normal condition, but in fact, the rubber skin of the cable is so brittle that it will break when you break it. The other one does not know what is wrong.  There is no trauma, but the light does not come on when the power is turned on.

    The girl picked up the repeater that was still on and put it on the table.

    "The model is——motorola"

    "Got it, Motorola, what else? over."

    "There is alsocaution, to reduce risk of fire or electric shock replace with same type and rating of fuse."

    Ban Xia didn't understand what it meant, so she reported the letters on the repeater case one by one like a monk chanting.

    "Uh this girl, this is not the model number, this is to remind you to pay attention to fire and electric shock, over."

    "ah?"

    The girl was taken aback.

    "The model must have numbers, miss, over."

    "Okay, let me take a look" Ban Xia then looked at it carefully, "gr3188/gr3688."

    "Got it." Bai Yang nodded, took off his earphones, turned his head and shouted at the door: "The model is gr3188/gr3688! ?

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    I came to Shanghai to participate in an event and expected to return today, but I encountered a typhoon and all high-speed rail services were suspended.

    Stuck in Shanghai

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 Text Chapter Six The Power of Life

    Dandelion is both food and herbal medicine. It tastes slightly bitter after being boiled into soup. The teacher said that dandelion is also called bedwetting grass, which has a diuretic effect. If you have kidney stones, you can eat more dandelion.

    When cooking porridge and soup, we mainly use the tender leaves of dandelions. Yesterday Pinellia picked a large bundle of dandelions from the community downstairs. The flowers of these dandelions faded overnight, so Pinellia picked all the leaves and put them in  Cook in a pot.

    But you can't just use dandelion, because it is as bad as traditional Chinese medicine and lacks calories, so you have to pour in the peeled lotus seeds, add salt and oil, and cook until it becomes a paste.

    The girl squatted on the floor holding a cattail fan in one hand and adding firewood to the hearth with the other.

    The fire was burning brightly, and the kitchen was full of smoke. Ban Xia felt that the wild vegetable soup was almost cooked, got up and coughed, and took out the last two pieces of salted fish from the cabinet, shredded them by hand, and added chopped purslane to the salad.

    Cook on high heat for a few minutes, and the aroma will rise.

    "It's ready" Ban Xia came out of the kitchen with a hot pot, "The dandelion and lotus seed porridge is ready! The side dish is cold purslane and salted fish shreds!"

    She excitedly put the iron pot on the tea table, "Dad, Mom, come and have breakfast!"

    She divided the wild vegetable paste into bowls one by one.

    "Mom and Dad, what the teacher said is right, I actually contacted a living person last night! A living person! Do you know? It's still a young man! God finally heard my prayer and finally gave me a person who can help me carry wild vegetables.  handsome guy!"

    Regarding the person contacted last night, Banxia didn't know his identity, but it still surprised her. She had never contacted anyone before. Is what the teacher said true?

    She is not the only one in this world?

    If there really is a second person in this world, why hasn't it been found before?

    But this city is so big and this world is so big, two people are so small, just like the only two fish in the sea, can these two fish meet each other in their lifetime?

    Ban Xia slowly stirred the wild vegetable paste in the porcelain bowl with a spoon, thinking carefully about last night's experience.

    But fortunately she is not a fish, she has advanced communication tools, icom725 shortwave radio station!

    Banxia doesn't know the source of this shortwave radio station. When she was very young, when she was picked up by the teacher and brought here, the old radio station was in the room. She was taught by the teacher to use the radio station, but  She is not as good at short-wave communication as the teacher. According to the teacher's instructions, she insisted on calling outside every night, but she never thought that she could really contact other people.

    The teacher's doomsday survival rules, the second rule, insist on calling for help!

    "I'll try to contact him again tonight, his channel is at 14.255mhz." Ban Xia scooped up a spoonful of wild vegetable paste and stuffed it into his mouth, then frowned and stuck out his tongue, "Wow, it's bitter and salty.  "

    Ban Xia licked her lips, then propped her head on the coffee table, humming in her nose.

    "But he immediately turned off the radio, why? Am I that scary? I didn't even have time to say a few words, oh Where is he? How many people are there? Is he short of food? I  I don’t know, if it’s not that I don’t have food, I really want to stay at home and use the radio to shout for a day, but will he be on the channel? I don’t know.”

    Ban Xia doesn't know anything.

    "He said he still has a mother, that's great really enviable."

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    After breakfast, Ban Xia got dressed, put on a light blue sweater, a pair of thick denim trousers, and took the bow and arrow from the wall.

    The bow is self-made. The arms are cut from wrist-thick oak wood and slightly bent after heat treatment. The bow strings are twisted with three fishing lines. When not in use, the bow arms and bow strings are stored separately.

    She took out a long arrow from her bow and quiver, faced the wall, took a deep breath, and separated her feet!  turn around!  nock!  With a slight "squeak" sound, the power is transmitted from the waist and abdomen to the shoulders and arms. The left hand is in front and the right hand is in the back. With standard Mediterranean fingering, the bowstring is drawn steadily.

    Ban Xia's gaze suddenly became sharp at this moment, her aura was as unstoppable as the tip of a spear, aiming - three points and one line, let it go!

    The girl let out a short "Let go!" in her heart, and she let go of her fingers in response. The arrow that left the string brushed past her cheek, lifted a few strands of hair, and with a sound of piercing, the wooden arrow was firmly nailed to the thick cowhide wall on the opposite side.  superior.

    With a sound of "Zheng", the arrowhead penetrated nearly an inch into the cowhide.

    A set of movements was smooth and flowing, Banxia put down the longbow expressionlessly, and the bowstring was still trembling at this moment.

    The bow is still usable, the girl let out a long breath, and the bow is still working depending on the status.??Persist for a few more months.

    Ban Xia is a master of archery. She even surpassed her teacher in terms of archery attainments, but the teacher's marksmanship is very accurate. Ban Xia often thinks that if she uses a bow and arrow to fight against the teacher, the gun will be faster than ten steps away.

    Within ten steps, the gun is still fast.

    "Mom and Dad, I'm going to Xuanwu Bay today. I've eaten all the fish at home, and there's nothing left to eat. I have to catch some more and pickle it. I'll probably be back before the sun goes down. You guys are waiting for me at home."

    Banxia carries bows and arrows and quiver on his back. Bows and arrows can be used for hunting and self-defense. If you encounter red deer on the way, you can use bows and arrows to hunt them down. If you encounter wild boars, you can use bows and arrows to drive them away.  When you meet a brown bear, you can use a bow and arrow to perform a dying struggle for it.

    "Shouldn't you encounter a bear? I'm not that unlucky."

    Next, insert the dagger into the sheath on the chest. The knife must be carried at all times.

    Then he took out an imitation Type 54 pistol from the TV cabinet, pulled out the magazine, checked the number of bullets in the magazine, there were a total of 17 rounds, and there were quite a few bullets, and finally stuffed the pistol into the holster on his thigh.

    Ban Xia asked why this gun is called imitation 54 type?

    The teacher said that all pistols are called imitation 54 type.

    Knives, guns, bows and arrows are all ready, and finally Ban Xia wears a shoulder bag on his body - the teacher's doomsday survival rules, the third rule, no matter when you go out, you must bring a bag!

    This is the iron rule.

    Even if you just go out to get gas Ban Xia will go to the gas station to get gas regularly, so you must bring your bag.

    The bag is a first-aid kit, and there are always medicines, bandages, maps, fire starters, lights, and spare knives in the bag. No matter where Pinellia goes or how long he goes, he must carry this bag at all times. The teacher wants to develop this habit for Pinellia, but Hua  The teacher once told her that in this world, no place is absolutely safe. Leaving the shelter means facing life danger. When you step out of this door, you must be prepared to be swallowed by the world.

    At that time, Pinellia didn't understand.

    Now Ban Xia understands.

    Everything was ready, Ban Xia hugged her parents on the sofa, and then changed her shoes at the entrance.

    "Dad! Mom! I'm going out! Be sure to come back before dark! Be sure to wait for me!"

    The girl waved her hand.

    "If I can't come back Well, I will definitely come back. I still have to go find that handsome guy at night, so I can't keep him waiting."

    After she finished speaking, she closed the door, then rushed downstairs, down eight floors in one breath, and ran out through the gate of the unit building.

    "I will definitely be back before dark—!"

    The girl yelled as she ran, she had this habit, she didn't know who she was yelling to, maybe the parents upstairs, or this community, or the world, as if only someone could hear her  If so, she will be able to return safely and on time as promised.

    But before her eyes was a wild, green world, the gray-black concrete was gradually covered by plants, knee-high weeds grew on the broken pavement, and all the tall buildings turned into gigantic green-clothed giants  , as long as you step out of the gate of the unit building, you will touch the viscous, suffocating vitality and wildness. In the years when human beings disappeared, the vacant living space was frantically poured into by nature.

    Ban Xia's little light blue figure got into the grass and was soon swallowed up by this world.

    Nanjing is a corpse that has been dead for a long time, and towering trees with luxuriant branches grow from the corpse.

 Main Text Chapter 21 They Only Eat Fresh Large Intestines

    We live in Nanjing We live in Nanjing Chapter 21 They only eat fresh intestine  In the grass, it's hard to find if you don't look carefully. The bait is a piece of venison mixed with rat poison. Pinellia shook her head, stepped back softly, and disappeared into the dense grass again.

    This is the third trap, still nothing.

    She set four traps in the community to catch the uninvited guest.

    But the other party was more cunning than she expected.

    This is a cunning hunter, and he is not easily fooled.

    Ban Xia turned her head and went to the fourth trap. She walked through the grass, her clothes rubbing against the branches and leaves of plants made a rustling sound, she raised her head, surrounded by mottled residential buildings.

    The final trap is set at the edge of the community, near the southern wall. Banxia judges that this is a potential animal way, and the behavior of animals is also regular. Hunters must learn to observe their behavior. Banxia is not as experienced as the teacher, but  Experience is also gradually increasing, and she believes that the beast has a high probability of passing by.

    Ban Xia walked through the buildings and looked at the tree from a distance.

    as expected.

    She guessed right!

    The trap caught something, and Banxia saw the tree trunk standing upright from a distance, and the nylon rope was stretched to hang something, she rushed over excitedly, jumped up and crossed the bushes.

    "Finally caught you!"

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    "It's just a wild cat, a stiff dead cat, nothing else." Banxia stretched her legs, put her on the table, and scratched her head with her earphones on, "But you know, hunting is like this,  There are nine times out of ten, but you can't be anxious, you have to be patient, and you have to wait slowly."

    "Take the initiative to catch it, over."

    "It's very dangerous. It's very difficult for a person to fight against wild beasts in the wild, even if you have a weapon." Ban Xia said leisurely, leaning on the back of the chair, shaking the chair legs creakingly, "If you get injured, it will be very troublesome, you need to do something.  Treatment, the wound may be infected, and there are various strange diseases In short, a qualified hunter must learn to borrow external force."

    "bg4msr, what should I do if I can't catch it? over."

    "You have to calm down, boy." Ban Xia wrapped the coin pendant around his neck around his fingers, dangling it in mid-air, "You must calm down."

    "Do you need a weapon? over."

    "I have weapons." Ban Xia said.

    "Send you a more powerful weapon? We can try it. Although it may not be successful, we can try it, over."

    "Weapons are not as powerful as possible, but as suitable as possible, uncle." The girl rolled her eyes and dragged her voice, "Weapons can hurt people as well as themselves, and you gave me machine guns and howitzers, and I can't use them either.  .”

    "You called me a boy one second, and an uncle the next. Am I getting old so fast? over."

    "Okay, old man."

    "Bg4msr, do you know what the animal is lurking in the community? over."

    "It may be some kind of cat, or it may be canine." Ban Xia replied.

    "Canidae? Is there a wolf?" The tone in the headset was visibly tense.

    "There may be wolves in Nanjing, but I haven't seen them." The girl said, "I think they might be jackals. I've seen traces of jackals nearby."

    Her eyes fell on the table, where there was a small tuft of brown-yellow hair.

    Pinellia picked it up and observed it through the light.

    Today, Banxia searched the community, looking for relevant clues. She did find traces of suspected jackal activities. The tuft of brown animal hair was found near the fourth trap. Banxia judged that if nothing unexpected happened, before  An animal that follows itself is a jackal.

    Jackals mostly live in groups and are ferocious and powerful. Although they are small in size, they are definitely dangerous predators.

    It is definitely not good news that a group of jackals have invaded the vicinity.

    "bg4msr, how to destroy them? over."

    It is obvious that Banxia cannot coexist peacefully with a group of ferocious and bold canids. They are not afraid of prey that is much larger than themselves, but will pounce on it. The teacher once said that jackals are a kind of prey that like to kill  The hunter who took out the intestines, these things probably like to eat large intestines, and also like to eat fresh large intestines, not stewed ones, not to mention the strong taste, but also cruel and cunning, sticking like brown sugar and cannot be shaken off.

    On the side of the couch, no one else is allowed to sleep soundly. Plum Blossom Villa will never allow predators to exist.?? We need to kill them.

    If there is one, kill one.

    There are two, kill a pair.

    There are a group, kill a group.

    There are ten groups, hurry up!

    "It's just a bunch of wild dogs." Ban Xia stared at the golden coin in his hand, his eyes sharpened suddenly.

    She is the top hunter in the world.

    "Bg4msr, will it be dangerous? Is there anything I can do to help? over."

    "Are you" Ban Xia pondered for a few seconds, then smiled narrowly, held hands and whispered, "You, just wait for me to come back at night~"

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    Early the next morning.

    The girl got up early in the morning, simply ate dry food, tied up her hair, and stood in front of the closet in her underwear.

    She wrapped herself in thick trousers and a sweater jacket, and then took off the worn-out personal carrying equipment from the wall, put it on her body, tightened the straps, and put on the velcro.

    Picking up the dagger from the cabinet, gently pushing the scabbard, a cold light burst out, this is a multifunctional saber, with a hook on the tip and teeth on the back, the thumb slides gently across the side of the blade, Ban Xia squinted his eyes for a while,  Then push back the scabbard and strap it to the leg.

    Next is the pistol. Ban Xia pulled out the magazine familiarly, pushed out the brass bullets one by one, and landed on the cabinet with a jingle, and then reloaded them one by one, closed the safety, and inserted them into the waist.  between gun holsters.

    Finally, it was the bow and arrow. Ban Xia took off the arm of the bow facing the wall of the living room, pulled the lever, and put it back again.

    She shook her head, this is not what she wants to use today.

    Squat down and open the TV cabinet, where more deadly weapons are hidden.

    It was wrapped in plastic cloth and lay flat on the wooden board. Ban Xia brought it out. It weighed nearly four kilograms and was very heavy. It was placed on the coffee table with a dull sound, and the plastic cloth wrapped outside was uncovered.  The sharpness of the peak period of human force suddenly leaked out, with a full length of 1060 mm, a hard engineering plastic buttstock, black matte outer paint, and 12-gauge shotguns with 18.4 mm caliber. This is a legendary Remington 870  Pump action shotgun.

    If this world is an rpg game, then the girl undoubtedly holds legendary equipment. Calling it legendary is not only because this thing was born in the 1950s and has a history of nearly a hundred years, but also because it is definitely the most powerful equipment in the world.  The most lethal weapon.

    Ban Xia doesn't know the origin of this gun, because the output of Remington 870 is too large, and it is produced all over the world. Ban Xia only knows that it is so powerful that it can headshot a buffalo with one shot.

    A shotgun has eight rounds.

    At this moment, she is fully armed and is the most difficult person in the world.

    Ban Xia put on her backpack, turned around and greeted her parents. She looked like a girl soldier about to go to the front line.

    "Mom and Dad, I'll come back as soon as I go."

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 Text Chapter Thirty-Three: Liberation of Global Senior High School Students

    Wednesday.

    Relying on his bottomless contacts and even deeper shame, Wang Ning got a second-hand gr3188 relay station from the ham group in Nanjing, and asked Xiao Zhu to drive it to the headquarters on the same day, and used it in the relay  The base station I found is the same as the one found by Banxia, ??and the model is Motorola gm300.

    When Bai Yang came home from school that night, the living room had turned into a large-scale second-hand electronic waste collection site. Lao Wang and Dad squatted among the scattered electronic components and screwdrivers, wrenches and screwdrivers, surrounding the icom725 radio station and the gr3188 analog relay.  It's like two home repairers.

    "Give me the drawing, I'll find out where this corout interface is"

    "Where's the multimeter? Have you brought the multimeter? I'll ask Xiaozhu to bring it over."

    "It's broken, you can't use a soldering iron for wiring? Can you find a soldering iron over there? And rosin?"

    "Worry about a fart, you can't find a soldering iron in Nanjing?"

    "Where was this broken relay used before? Why can't it be wiped clean? It's black when you touch it, and it's dirty."

    "Drag!"

    Bai Yang went into the room and threw his schoolbag on the bed. His mother sat on the bed in her bedroom, swiping her phone, raised her head and shouted: "Yang! The food is in the pot in the kitchen!"

    "Know it."

    Bai Yang went into the kitchen and opened the lid of the pot, and there were warm noodles in the pot.

    Holding his rice bowl in his hand, he slowly returned to the living room, squatting next to Wang Ning and Bai Zhen. The two middle-aged men were very busy. They dismantled the case of the repeater, removed the cooling fan, and exposed all the ports and  Tangled complex cables.

    "It's so complicated." Bai Yang babbled and ate, "Can she handle it?"

    "Actually, it's not complicated at all." Wang Ning buried his head in turning the screws, "As long as you can understand the internal technical logic, the operation is very simple Fuck it, it's broken!"

    "You know that the communication network is divided into seven layers, right?" Bai Zhen said, "The bottom layer is the hardware, and the upper layer is the protocol. In fact, the most important thing is the superstructure. You only need to figure out the logic of the coding, and the hardware can deal with it.  For example, if you have the ability to transmit images, then no matter whether you use a 4k LCD screen or an old black and white TV, the only difference is the quality of the picture Fuck, it's broken again!"

    "This thing is very simple in principle. What I told you before is that the relay controls the transmission and reception of two or five. If you use a mobile phone to remotely contact the relay, you can achieve the effect of a mobile phone." Wang Ning forcefully  Pull out a small piece of green printed circuit board from the relay station, the size of a thumbnail, connected to a thin white wire, pick it up and show it to Bai Yang, "Here, look, it's this thing, when the time comes you will  Use it to connect relays and switches together, as long as you find the correct interface and pins, it can do a lot of work."

    "Almost all the cables in this room are copper cores, but the types of signals they transmit are different." Bai Zhen pointed around, "The same hardware foundation, but different network protocols."

    "So" Bai Yang hesitated, "We still have to teach her the osi seven-layer model?"

    "Of course it is best to combine theory with practice. It is also good to teach her to understand the tcp/ip protocol." Wang Ning nodded.

    "But even I don't understand it." Bai Yang still had noodles in his mouth, and his words were vague, "How can I teach others?"

    "Why don't you understand?" Wang Ning glanced at him with strange eyes, "Isn't this common sense?"

    "Why don't you understand?" Bai Zhen also glanced at him with strange eyes, "Isn't this common sense?"

    Bai Yang held back for a long time, and fought back angrily:

    "Why can't the two of you get into college? Doesn't it matter if you have hands?"

    "Hmm bg4mxh, this sounds so difficult."

    Pinellia is a bit in trouble.

    She has a pen and paper on her desk, ready to be a good student who listens carefully, but the other party comes up with a large number of English abbreviations of network protocols, which makes her dizzy.  Students who add, subtract, multiply and divide open the ten volumes of Langdao.

    "Bg4mxh, I don't understand at all, these things are so difficult, do I have to learn it?"

    "This is a theory, over."

    "What's the use of theory?"

    "Theory is useless, over."

    "Then" Ban Xia asked cautiously, "Can I not learn if it's useless?"

    "You don't need to study, over."

    Bai Yang is crisp and sharp.

    Ban Xia cheered over there, and there was the sound of dropping a pen.

    As a person living in the post-apocalyptic era, for the first time in her life, she experienced the great joy of temporarily canceling the exam.

    &nbsp; What a precious experience.

    "Miss, let me tell you, anyone who forces you to learn complex theoretical knowledge is a devil. Is there anything more useless than conic quadratic function sequence sets in this world? No! If you want to say that there must be, then  It is to calculate how many times a charged particle can rotate in an electric field and a magnetic fieldDie to mathematics! To hell with physics! To hell with mathematics and physics!"

    "Death to mathematics! Death to physics!" Ban Xia also shouted, "Go to hell with mathematics and physics!"

    "Go to hell with the math test and the physics test!" Bai Yang shouted, "Down with the three mountains of mathematics, physics and chemistry!"

    "Down with the three mountains of mathematics, physics and chemistry!"

    "Liberate high school seniors around the world!"

    "Liberate high school seniors around the world!"

    "Hurry up and get down to business." The old man knocked on the door outside, "Otherwise all high school seniors in the world will die, who will you liberate?"

    Banxia opened the shell of the gr3188 repeater, and under the guidance of Bai Yang, she had to find out the structure of the repeater first. The structure of the gr3188 analog repeater is quite simple, and in layman's terms it is stupid, big black and thick, opening the back cover is  Cooling fan and messy cables, remove the fan, you can see the tail end interface of the internal base station, the basic components of gr3188 are two base stations, as well as the relay control board and duplexer, they are from top to bottom  Stack in three layers.

    Most components of the repeater don’t need to be changed. In Wang Ning’s words, the hardware of the repeater itself is sufficient to support your needs, just like a movie that can be played on a color LCD screen, or a black and white TV.  What Banxia has to do is to find the right connector and insert the correct plug into the correct connector. Only experienced veterans know how to plug it in, so Wang Ning and Bai Zhen are required to guide the whole process.

    Bai Yang is very fortunate that building a remote control system does not involve too precise operations, and Ban Xia does not need to hold a soldering iron to solder the pcb board, otherwise it would be a rush to put the duck on the shelf.

    "Miss, now tell me what you saw, over." Bai Yang asked while pinching his hands.

    "Hmm" The girl was wearing earphones, and the gr3188 repeater was placed on the table in front of her. Ban Xia tilted her head and drilled into the case, "I saw a lot of wires, some were red, some were black, and some were white.  , rough and thin, messy."

    "What else? What else is in the case? over."

    "There are also the buttocks of two amateur radio stations inside the case. The two radio stations are stacked one on top of the other. They are fixed in the case with screws and cannot be taken out." Ban Xia then replied, "There are several thick wires inserted into the buttocks of the radio stations.  superior."

    "Don't touch it, what else? over."

    "There is also a black iron box, which is at the bottom of the case. There is no opening, and it is sealed."

    "You don't need to touch it." Bai Yang said, "Miss, listen carefully. I'm going to tell you now which interfaces we need to use and which ones we don't need, over."

    "Yeah, I'm listening." Ban Xia nodded.

    "You first count how many wires are plugged into the buttocks of the two base stations." Bai Yang instructed, "How many sockets are there, over."

    "One two three" the girl began to count, "six wires, a total of six wires, three wires are plugged into each radio station, one is the thickest, black, with a wide and flat socket, and the other is black, with a socket  It's round, the last one is white and the thinnest, and it's connected to a black square piece of plastic, inserted into the butt of the base station"

    "That's a green piece of plastic, over." Bai Yang said.

    "Green?" Ban Xia opened her eyes wide, "No, I think it is black."

    "That's because there's too much dust and it's too dirty." Bai Yang said, "That piece of plastic can be pulled out, you pull it out and wipe it, over."

    After a while, the girl's exclamation came from the earphones.

    "Really! It's green! There are circuits on it!"

    "Yes, this is a pcb board, that is, a printed circuit board, and the printed boards are all green." Bai Yang explained, "What we need to use is this interface, this thin white wire, and it will relay  The station is connected to 725, can you understand? over."

    Ban Xia nodded half understanding.

    "Understood."

    bg4mxh once said that going to class is learning, and learning is going to class, and learning in class is the ordeal that everyone has to go through when they grow up. Every child who grows up to seven years old must be forced into prisons and concentration camps called schools. From then on, he will lose his freedom, at least  Only after the age of 22 can he be liberated. Now Banxia looks at the black box-like relay station in front of him, thinking that he has to understand it, and suddenly feels that the world before the end is not good everywhere.

    It is really good not to go to school.

    ?:sp;

 Text Chapter 34: What does a teacher do?

    Banxia holds a small green PCB board in her hand, looks at the light, it is slightly bigger than her thumb, and there is a wire more than ten centimeters long hanging from it. It is a thin white wire, soldered at both ends.  A square circuit board of the same size, in Banxia’s hand, the board at this end is marked with a vague “tx”, and the board at the other end is marked with “rx”. This thing is inserted into the repeater.  One end is plugged into the transmitter, and the other end is plugged into the receiver to connect the two base stations.

    The pcb board is covered with green solder resist oil, and regular wiring can be seen under the thin solder resist oil. This circuit board is small and simple, with neatly arranged silver strips of solder pads, marked with white  English abbreviations.

    "Well mic audio"

    Pinellia looked at it carefully.

    "ptt."

    "gnd."

    "rx audio."

    "cor out."

    She didn't understand what the abbreviations meant, but she could guess what the pins were marked for.

    This is the simplest circuit board, so simple that it does not even have the most basic components, and it weighs only a few grams in the hand, but it embodies the highest wisdom of the third industrial revolution of mankind.  Born in a small plastic sheet, pcb boards have since replaced complex and huge physical cables and lines. People use printing methods to two-dimensionalize sophisticated and complex circuits like drawings, lay them on a plane, and create complex designs like cities.  Miniaturized to a few millimeters, a huge information kingdom is built.

    Before the world was destroyed, how far did human civilization develop?

    The girl raised her bare feet, rocked the chair creakingly, raised the circuit board in her hand, squinted one eye, and focused her gaze on the small circular through-hole of the circuit board. Perhaps she could understand the teacher's sadness  And pain, this magical creation, was placed in front of her, but she couldn't understand it.

    This is an ability that humans once had.

    Now it is lost.

    Ban Xia recalled the days when the teacher was still there. At that time, she was still young. The teacher took her around to pick up garbage, and built a strong fortress with the garbage picked up bit by bit.

    The teacher is from the old times, she knows the world before the doomsday very well, Ban Xia has guessed the occupation of the teacher, but the latter's powerful ability like a generalist makes Ban Xia unable to confirm what she is doing before the disaster strikes  Yes, the teacher is good at survival in the wild, and her marksmanship is very accurate. Banxia thought she was a soldier, but she also knew how to build a power network and repair complex household appliances. She was like an electrician——What surprised Banxia most was the teacher  I have studied astronomy and aerospace engineering for a long, long time (Banxia doesn’t know what astronomy and aerospace engineering are, these two words were told to her by Bai Yang), the teacher once collected a lot of data, but in the end was rejected  She burned them all.

    In those years, the teacher sat in the room flipping books and drawing pictures, and asked Banxia to go aside to play with mud. Occasionally, Banxia sneaked into the room, and you could see the wall full of draft paper.

    "Teacher is definitely saving the world!" Ban Xia said to Bai Yang, "She is looking for a way to drive away this world-ending disaster!"

    "But there are only two of you left in the world." Bai Yang asked, "How can this be saved? Can it bring everyone back from the dead?"

    "I don't know, she must be looking for a way." Ban Xia said, "The teacher is such a powerful person, she is the only one who survived the disaster! One in a billion, such a person  Isn't he the savior destined by heaven?"

    "And you, Missy, you are also a survivor."

    "I'm just the one who was saved by her. I belong to the kind that drags my feet." Ban Xia said, "Without her, I wouldn't be able to live at all. Without me, she should be able to live until now."

    "It's a pity that the teacher didn't leave any useful information." Bai Yang sighed.

    "She burned all her information." Ban Xia said, "Who would have known that this would happen? I can contact you."

    "It would be nice if she left it to you." Bai Yang scratched his head, "Then we won't be as confused as we are now, neither knowing what happened nor why."

    "But she didn't leave it to me. If you had contacted us five or six years earlier, then you would have been able to talk to the teacher." Ban Xia said, "It's all time travel anyway, why can't you push the time back five years?"  Years? The teacher was alive five years ago, she knew everything."

    "It's not for me to decide, miss." The other end of the radio said leisurely, "God has given us this opportunity. It's rare, so we can't pick and choose. I also figured out that it's your teacher."

    "Oh?" The girl raised her eyebrows, "I don't want tolove me?  "

    "NoI didn't mean that." Bai Yang stuttered, "I mean your teacher is more useful"

    "I am useless?"

    "You are useful!" Bai Yang said decisively.

    "What use am I?"

    "Youyou are the last hope of all mankind from ancient times to the present, the most important last person in human history, the eldest lady who is a priceless treasure, the highest IQ in the world, the most accurate marksmanship, the best arrow skills, and the prettiest appearance  , the man with the best figure!" Bai Yang finished in one breath.

    Ban Xia's eyeballs rolled around, her lips pursed and raised in a small arc, making a soft nasal sound.

    "snort."

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    Thursday.

    Half of Wang Ning's obese body was leaning out of the window, holding a two-meter-long whip antenna high in his hand, sweating profusely.

    He wore headphones, listened carefully for a while, and then yelled into the community: "I can't hear anything! Lao Bai, did you send the message—?"

    "No——!"

    Bai Zhen stood far away on the edge of the lawn in the community downstairs, with a folding wooden table in front of him, and a black digital amateur radio station on the table.  uv5r amateur radio handset, the other hand is on the digital radio station on the debugging table.

    "Then you fucking speed up—! I can't maintain this position for too long—!" Wang Ning hissed and roared, "My waist is about to break!"

    "Okay yes, okay, no problem, I'll give it to you later."

    "Old Bai, did you fucking send the message—?"

    "No——!"

    "Then what are you chattering about? What are you talking about—?"

    "Old Zhao called me—!"

    "Where did he get so much bullshit—!"

    "How do I know where he's talking so much—!" Bai Zhen yelled upstairs first, then lowered his head to make a phone call, "Huh? It's not that you're not talking about you, he's talking about his father  many."

    This is their sixth experiment today.

    The scene of the experiment is quite large. The relay station, base station, and spectrum analyzer are all used. Wang Ning and Bai Zhen have initially completed the remote control system. They started the experiment at nine o'clock this morning and were busy until four o'clock in the afternoon.  Constantly debug equipment to achieve the best condition.

    The distance between different devices is far apart, and they are placed as far away from each other as possible.

    The repeater and the second-hand icom725 are connected together and placed on the desk in Baiyang’s room—this is because the second-hand icom725 shortwave station needs to borrow the DP antenna from Baiyang Radio. The 14MHz dipole antenna is a full 20 meters long, like  It is hung on the roof like an oversized clothesline. There is no way to temporarily assume it, so you can only borrow a ready-made one.

    The antenna that the repeater needs to use is a 144mhz whip antenna with a length of two meters. They gave up the duplexer in the modification plan, so they simply use two antennas, one for the transmitter and one for the receiver.  , Each used its own, and Wang Ning held them in his hand and held them out of the window.

    In order to avoid mutual interference, Wang Ning should keep the two antennas as far away as possible, so he looks like an Ultraman with his hands raised out of the window at the moment.

    To be honest, this posture is a bit scary, as if it is about to launch into space at any time and fly into the universe.

    At the same time, Bai Zhen moved another amateur radio station, icom705, which he borrowed from someone.

    Bai Zhen went downstairs with a folding table, set it up on the lawn of the community, and was kicked out by the security guards.

    He changed the place, set up a table on the alley, set up the icom705 amateur digital radio station, set up the antenna, and attracted security again. He spent a long time arguing with the community security.

    The new security guard thought the middle-aged man acted suspiciously, had suspicious equipment, and suspicious documents.

    Bai Zhen asked, don't you know what ham is?  I am ham.

    The security guard said that if you are a toad, please go back to the pool.

    Bai Zhen held the uv5r handheld in his hand, the icom705 on the table, and the antenna beside him. He was in charge of testing the remote control system in the headquarters.

    The following signal link will be formed between these devices:

    ? When testing reception, Bai Zhen used uv5r to send calls outside, the signal was received by the gr3188 repeater, and the receiver of the repeater transmitted the signal to icom725.

    When testing the transmission, Wang Ning used the icom725 in the room to send the signal, and the icom725 transmitted the signal to the gr3188 repeater, and the transmitter of the repeater sent the signal to Bai Zhen, and Bai Zhen's icom705 amateur radio station was responsible for receiving it.

    If there is no problem with sending and receiving, then bg4msr can replicate an identical system as it is.

    Due to the serious shortage of manpower, Wang Ning and Bai Zhen could only use one person as two people. Bai Zhen went downstairs with the mobile station and opened the distance, while Wang Ning listened to the signal with earphones, and at the same time propped up the antenna as a human shelf.

    "Attention, attention, all departments." Bai Zhen pressed the ptt button of uv5r, "Reverse the future and save the world amateur radio emergency command, the sixth experiment of the remote control system, start now!"

    &lt;/div&gt;.

    If there is no problem with sending and receiving, then bg4msr can replicate an identical system as it is.

    Due to the serious shortage of manpower, Wang Ning and Bai Zhen could only use one person as two people. Bai Zhen went downstairs with the mobile station and opened the distance, while Wang Ning listened to the signal with earphones, and at the same time propped up the antenna as a human shelf.

    "Attention, attention, all departments." Bai Zhen pressed the ptt button of uv5r, "Reverse the future and save the world amateur radio emergency command, the sixth experiment of the remote control system, start now!"

    &lt;/div&gt

 Text Chapter Thirty-Five Radio 3P

    Friday.

    Ban Xia hummed a song and spread out the drawings on the table.

    The drawings given by bg4mxh detail the modification points of the gr3188 repeater and icom725. Last night, bg4mxh patiently and slowly guided the same as teaching kindergarten children to recognize Chinese pinyin, so that Pinellia understands the functions of each interface.  , repeat a sentence three times, repeat it three times if you don't understand, move with emotion, understand with reason, earnestly and kindly seduce, and lure and annihilate, the girl is also very serious in learning, the one who keeps the teacher but is shelved  The English-Chinese dictionary was taken down, and I looked it up if I had anything to do.

    In the afternoon of late autumn, the weather is rarely dry, the window sills are covered with bird droppings, and the road is covered with golden fallen leaves.

    The temperature is getting cooler day by day, and when the girl sees more and more squirrels in the community, she knows that another winter is coming, but there is no snow in Nanjing in winter, and the small animals have not had time to adapt to the climate change in the future.  They're still getting ready to store for winter, and the dense winter fur that these little rodents have spent millions of years evolving will keep them awake in the heat this winter.

    It used to snow in Nanjing, but since a certain year, it has stopped snowing.

    "cor outthe motorola receiver cor out of the repeater is connected to the ptt of the radio station."

    "rx audio, where is the rx audio interface? Here it is connected to the mic interface of the radio station."

    "The last is gnd."

    Ban Xia was wearing a vest and shorts, her hair was tied into a ponytail, and she was sitting cross-legged on a chair. The table in front of her was full of electronic parts.

    She pulled out the hand microphone of the icom725 radio station, and moved closer to her eyes curiously to observe carefully.

    It is the first time for Pinellia to pull out this thing. It is also icom's hand microphone. It is the same brand as the radio station. It is heavy and made of thick materials. It is just the size of a palm when you hold it. I don't know how long it took.  There is a small number pad, the numbers have been blurred.

    The plug of the hand microphone is cylindrical. Generally speaking, this cylindrical plug is called aviation plug, and the full name is "aviation plug". It is an eight-hole plug with a small hole in the center, and other small holes are evenly distributed around the outside.  , and its socket is in the lower left corner of the radio operation panel, corresponding to the plug, and there are eight slender metal pins in the socket.

    Each needle has a different function and function. If Banxia wants to connect the radio station and the relay together, the first link must go from here.

    The hand microphone is a microphone, a microphone, and people hold the hand microphone to talk, so under normal circumstances, the information is input into the radio station through the hand microphone jack.

    This is the mouth of the station.

    The receiver of the repeater station is about to be inserted into the mouth of the station.

    As for the transmitter of the repeater station, it must enter the station later.

    It is simply a radio 3P.

    But Bai Zhen waved his hand: No, it's not a 3P radio station, how could it be so promiscuous?  The transmitter of the repeater is not responsible for the output, it is the receiver.

    Finally, the receiver can transmit information to the radio station, and the radio station can transmit information to the transmitter link.

    So this is Radio Centipede!

    In order to find out where the eight pins in the socket lead to, Bai Zhen and Wang Ning searched the entire Internet and found the instruction manual for the icom725 amateur radio station.

    "Bg4msr, look carefully at the interface of the hand microphone. These eight pins are numbered from 1 to 8 counterclockwise, and the middle one is number 8. The three interfaces we need are ptt, mic, and  It’s gnd.” Bai Yang explained carefully, “mic is pin 1, ptt is pin 5, gnd is pin 6 and pin 7, we’re going to use pin 7, do you hear me clearly? over.”

    No one spoke in the channel.

    "Did you hear clearly? over."

    No one has spoken in the channel yet.

    "Miss? bg4msr? Are you there? Why don't you talk? over."

    Bai Yang urged Ban Xia to hurry up, and the latter had no choice but to plug in the microphone again, and said angrily:

    "Didn't you ask me to pull out my microphone! How can I talk?"

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    Pinellia powers up the soldering iron.

    Rosin is needed to use an electric soldering iron. Ban Xia searched the computer city but couldn't find it. Bai Zhen had an idea and asked her to rob a musical instrument store, and she found it.

    Wang Ning told Pinellia to pay attention to safety when using electric soldering irons.

    Do not hold your hands on the iron core.

    Bai Zhen said there would be such a fool?  Hands on the core of a soldering iron?

    Wang Ning said why is it gone?  Most of them use soldering irons as pens.

    Ban Xia straightened the thin white wire on the repeater, then picked up the scissors, "clicked", and cut off the PCB board at one end neatly.

    pcb?bsp; "Let's make do with it, one is enough, and it's not too bad." Bai Zhen shook his head, "With the electromagnetic environment of her era, farts can be heard all over the world."

    In theory, all conductors can be antennas.

    It's just that the effect is different.

    Therefore, to make an antenna, you can get materials from anywhere, such as clothes hangers, golden hoop sticks, Qiankun circles, tight hoop spells, purple gold bowls, nine-toothed nail rakes, Fangtian painted halberds, Qinglong Yanyue knives, as long as you can get your hands on it, there is nothing that cannot be made into an antenna.

    Wang Ning and Bai Zhen chose to use coaxial cables.

    "Coaxial cable! It's pretty easy to get. There are everywhere in the city. Phone lines, TV lines, and Internet lines will do."

    "It's best to look for 75-7, 75-5 is also fine!"

    The coaxial cable is easier to find than the Qinglong Yanyue knife and the effect is better. It is often used as the feeder of the antenna. In fact, it can also be used as an antenna. The structure of the coaxial cable is simple. It has a two-layer structure. The center is a metal core.  There is also a layer of fine metal mesh shielding layer outside the wire. The space between the core wire and the shielding mesh is filled with insulating material, and the outermost layer is a rubber sheath.

    To make a coaxial cable into an antenna, the most important thing is to remove the metal shield.

    The shielding layer is like a Faraday cage. The reason why the anti-interference ability of the coaxial cable is stronger than that of the ordinary twisted pair is because of the existence of this layer of shielding network. It can not only isolate external interference, but also prevent the electromagnetic waves generated inside the cable from radiating outward.  Diverge, so peel off this layer of skin, and the radio waves can spread out.

    "144mhz, how long should it stay?" Wang Ning asked.

    Bai Zhen stared at the black cables piled up in circles on the floor, pondered for a few seconds, and did quick mental calculations in his head.

    "About 0.5 meters."

    The two used a ruler to measure the length of 0.5 meters at the end of the coaxial cable, and then cut a circle with a knife at the position of 0.5 meters.

    This is a massive circumcision, the foreskin alone is half a meter long.

    They peeled off the 0.5-meter-long foreskin, revealing the inner silver metal shielding net.

    Wang Ning and Bai Zhen squatted on the floor, and slowly rubbed the metal shielding net with their hands. With skillful techniques, they loosened the shielding net made of soft metal threads, and then pulled it back bit by bit, like turning over clothes.  It fits over the rubber sheath of the coaxial cable like a sleeve.

    After the installation is completed, the simple entry-level 144mhz antenna is basically completed.

    This coaxial cable is both a feeder and an antenna. The stripped part is the antenna responsible for radiating radio waves, and the unpeeled part is the feeder for transmitting signals.

    It's that simple.

    Finally, Wang Ning used a standing wave meter to make fine adjustments.

    The two carried out nine experiments yesterday with this set of antennas. The soft coaxial cable could not be supported by itself, so Wang Ning tied it to a wooden mop stick. He held up the two mops and leaned out of the window.  It seemed that it was about to take off at any time, and the owners who passed by in the community were scared and called the police.

    In Nanjing City in 2019, in the Meihuashanzhuang community full of power switches and electric vehicles, these two seemingly simple whip antennas still stubbornly supported the scolding between Wang Ning and Bai Zhen.

    "Old Bai, are you fucking done yet? My waist is about to break, and I told you that you have to compensate me for my medical expenses, and five hundred yuan is no less."

    "I'll give it to you when you fly down, and I promise to burn it for you. It's a lot of money."

    "Fuck you, come up if you have the ability, come up and try."

    "Come down if you have the ability!"

    "Come up!"

    "Come down!"

    Banxia tied the finished coaxial cable antenna to the stick, and bg4mxh specifically told her to use insulators.

    There are two antennas in total, one for the transmitter and one for the receiver. The girl put a lot of effort into sticking them out from the attic skylight and standing them on the roof.

    144mhz is the uv band, to be precise, the vhf band. Electromagnetic waves propagate within the line of sight, so the higher the antenna, the better.

    Pinellia asked how far it can travel?

    Wang Ning shrugged, he was not sure.

    In the conventional concept, uv waves are used for short-distance communication, but there are no certainties, and there are exceptions to everything. As long as the conditions are right, the uv wave band can also communicate hundreds of kilometers in direct frequency.

    Bai Zhen said that Nanjing in the doomsday era is empty, and the electromagnetic environment must be very, very quiet, and the signal-to-noise ratio of the communication will be very good.

    Wang Ning said that the world with only one person is really trouble-free, and the relay even saves sub-tones, since you are the only one talking anyway.

    That night, the girl fully charged the mobile phone.

    Baofeng uv5r waterproof version.

    According to Bai Zhen Wang Ning's instructions, she went to look for waterproof handstands. Banxia found eighteen well-preserved waterproof handstands on Zhujiang Road, such as Motorola and Yaesu.  Shenji Baofeng uv5r can still work normally.

    Open the icom725 radio station.

    Open the gr3188 analog relay.

    Ban Xia took a deep breath, she worked on this for a whole week, success or failure depended on it.

    Gently turn the switch knob on the top of the handle, and the LCD screen will light up.

    On a night full of bright stars, the girl left the room and climbed up to the attic, sat on the roof, and told bg4mxh about the stars she saw.

    &lt;/div&gt;A total of 18 well-preserved waterproof handsets were found, such as Motorola, Yaesu, and various big names were defeated. In the end, only the 100-yuan magic machine Baofeng uv5r can still work normally.

    Open the icom725 radio station.

    Open the gr3188 analog relay.

    Ban Xia took a deep breath, she worked on this for a whole week, success or failure depended on it.

    Gently turn the switch knob on the top of the handle, and the LCD screen will light up.

    On a night full of bright stars, the girl left the room and climbed up to the attic, sat on the roof, and told bg4mxh about the stars she saw.

    &lt;/div&gt

 Text Chapter 36: One Small Step for a Slipper, One Giant Leap for Man

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    After the remote control system is built, the next thing on the agenda is the image transmission link.

    During the two days of the weekend, Wang Ning and Bai Zhen discussed in detail the technical points of using the icom725 amateur radio station for image transmission.

    "Use a camera, right?" Banxia squatted on the floor of the living room, holding the uv9r walkie-talkie in her hand, and the cameras in front of her were piled up like a mountain. "I found a lot of cameras, and I may have emptied Zhujiang Road."

    In the past week, the girl went to Zhujiang Road to search every day, and returned a huge amount of electronic waste.

    What liquid crystal monitors, computer mainframes, main boards, coaxial cables, cameras, mice, keyboards, those that are not needed, those that are not recognized, are all packed in sacks and dragged back by a small trailer.

    This is a world of trashy ecstasy.

    "I have a lot of cameras here, which one should I use?" Ban Xia asked.

    After the remote control system was established, the communication was much more convenient. The most notable change was that the girl no longer had to stay in the room all the time.

    She can walk around the house with the mobile phone.

    "It's best to use a uvc camera, over." Bai Yang's voice came from the mobile station.

    "bg4mxh, what is a uvc camera?"

    "Uvc means usb video class, which is a standard protocol." Bai Yang replied, "Simply speaking, it is a driver-free camera that can be used after plugging it in. It is very convenient, over."

    "Then which one is the uvc camera?"

    Ban Xia picks and chooses at will, there are so many cameras, some are hemispherical, some are cylindrical, some are cuboid, and some have a bracket like a small desk lamp.

    "The vast majority of webcams are UVC cameras, and all the ones you find are." Bai Yang said, "You just need to pick one that can still work normally, over."

    ? Establishing an image transmission link is much more complicated than a remote control system.

    Wang Ning said that there is not much difference between a pure analog repeater like gr3188 and 725 in terms of communication protocol, because it itself is composed of two base stations, and they are all in the same family.  If the setup is correct, the relay station and Guailiangwu align their buttocks with their mouths, and their mouths with their buttocks, and the entire link can make do with it.

    However, image transmission is different.

    The image data collected by the camera needs to be transferred to Bai Yang by turning two or five, but the camera and the amateur radio station are not the same family. The network camera is a newcomer, and the amateur radio station is an old antique. There is no doubt that the data exchange between them is  Chickens and ducks cannot understand each other, so they need a powerful translator, a core computer, and a connection hub to undertake the transcoding function.

    To transcode the image data into a signal that can be transmitted by an amateur radio station, there is no doubt that the best person to do this is a computer.

    The computer is the most convenient and powerful platform at the same time. As long as Banxia can find a computer that can work normally, all problems will be solved.

    "It's useless, these computers are useless." Banxia shook her head, "All of them are rusty, and they don't respond when they are plugged in oops!"

    She suddenly exclaimed.

    "What's the matter? Missy? What happened?"

    It took a few seconds for the girl to reply:

    "It exploded, this motherboard exploded, and there was a lot of smoke, ahem I went out to avoid it."

    Since they couldn't find a usable computer, Wang Ning and Bai Zhen decided to settle for the next best thing. They began to discuss the feasibility of using the development board and Raspberry Pi in this system.

    "What system does the Raspberry Pi use?" Wang Ning asked.

    "Linux." Bai Zhen replied.

    "Are you good at developing on the Linux platform?" Wang Ning asked.

    "I am best at single-chip microcomputer and DOS. You know that the old antiques in the army use DOS a lot." Bai Zhen said, "I know a little bit of linux."

    "To what extent?"

    "Can spell."

    Ban Xia ran to the balcony and opened the window to let the night wind blow in, then leaned on the balcony and looked out leisurely.

    "I feel like my life has meaning again." She said suddenly.

    Bai Yang was taken aback.

    "Why do you say that? over."

    "Before I contacted you, I lived a day. Even a day, I didn't know why I was still living in this world, and I didn't know what I was going to do. After the teacher was gone, I lived alone in the house, always  Sitting for a whole day, not talking all day, and then gradually I can't even talk, because no one talks to me anymore, but I can't talk to myself, right? I always talk to myself  Will become crazy, so I can only force myself to sing??” Ban Xia said, “If I don’t sing, I’m going to be dumb. Fortunately, you contacted me now. If it’s two years later, I can only talk to you like this: woo woo woo!  Woohoo!  "

    She giggled.

    "But now I feel that life is so interesting. I finally have something to do. Whether it's picking up garbage on Zhujiang Road, or refitting the repeater and 725, I go to bed the night before and think about what I'm going to do tomorrow.  It’s a great life, and I love it so much.”

    "Uh don't you think it's troublesome and boring to do this?" Bai Yang asked, "Aren't you tired? over."

    "I don't think so." Ban Xia said.

    "Miss, you still need to learn programming later, so don't talk too much." Bai Yang reminded, "That's more boring and difficult, over."

    "Although let the horse come here!"

    Ban Xia is full of ambition, what could be more difficult than her previous life?

    ——Two days later she was rolling all over the floor:

    "I don't do it anymore, I don't do it, I don't do it, I don't do it! It just can't get along with me! It's unscientific! It's incomprehensible! The code I entered is obviously correct, why doesn't it work?"

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    "Bg4mxh, after the image transmission link is established, what data do you need?" Ban Xia asked, "We can only get in touch at ten o'clock in the evening. It's already dark outside, what can we photograph?"

    "We are still discussing this." Bai Yang replied, "Miss, image transmission is not the point, the point is to widen the data transmission link, the current method of only using radio voice communication is too restrictive, we need to pave the road first  Well, bigger cars are only possible when the road is paved, do you understand? over.”

    The girl nodded.

    She could understand what Bai Yang said, but she didn't know what to do after widening the data channel.

    It is obvious that Ban Xia knows almost nothing about the past disaster that destroyed the world.

    And there is too little information about that disaster left in this world. Human civilization was completely destroyed in a very short period of time, and the bones of seven billion people remained, only crashed planes, burned-out cars, and people on the ground.  The crater on the ground symbolizes the resistance that once existed, and there may be relevant detailed information preserved in some corner of the earth, but it may be in Greenland, it may be in the deep Pacific Ocean, it may be in Cheyenne Mountain North American Air Defense Command, all are  Pinellia is impossible to touch.

    The girl was puzzled, but she still did all the work according to the plan.

    Maybe there is some way over there?

    ——Bai Yang actually didn’t know of any solution, he just followed Zhao Bowen’s instructions and pushed forward the work before he came back.

    If at this moment, one of the seven billion people in the world has a comprehensive plan in mind, then this person is undoubtedly Zhao Bowen.

    Bai Yang didn't know where Lao Zhao was now, and he hadn't called to ask for applause for a long time, and there was no news of this person for many days, as if he had evaporated from the world.

    Sometimes Bai Yang thinks wildly, thinking that Uncle Zhao may have been locked up as a mental patient at this moment, and his mobile phone and everything have been confiscated, so he has lost contact for a long time——Thinking about it, this scene appeared in his mind: Zhao Bowen was locked up  In the ICU, with disheveled hair and sunken eye sockets, I slammed on the iron door and yelled at the nurse to let me out!  If you don't let me out, the world will be destroyed!  Then there was a burst of laughter from the patients. An older mentally ill man next door counted his fingers and comforted him by saying that you don't have to worry about young people. Arhats will come to the world by then.

    If this is the case, the world will really be over.

    With Bai Yang's small mind, he couldn't figure out what Zhao Bowen was planning. Uncle Zhao seemed to be playing a big game of chess.

    Bai Yang was waiting for Zhao Bowen's next move.

    Uncle Zhao's chess move was successfully made, and they might have a way to see the truth of the doomsday disaster, but before Zhao Bowen's chess piece fell, there was a sudden news from bg4msr that could make everyone jump up.

    This is a major turning point, allowing Bai Yang and others to take a big step forward towards the truth.

    This big step is thanks to a slipper.

    That's one small step for a slipper, but one giant leap for mankind.

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    This afternoon, the girl was still tossing the main board. The main board that had been placed in the humid climate for twenty years was like a petri dish of mold, with brightly colored hairs. At first glance, I thought it was a palette of paints.  Clean them up and put them outside in the sun. Wang Ning said that it is best to find an unopened and unused motherboard. Industrial control or military motherboards are the best, because they use tantalum capacitors, which are not easy to break.

    "For the 3150 industrial control motherboard, find a Celeron 3150 fanless industrial control motherboard. I think it should work." Wang Ning said, "It's easy to find this thing on Zhujiang Road."

    "Have you ever used that thing?" Bai Zhen asked, "What system?"

    "Xp, or win7." Wang Ning replied.

    "Very good." Bai Zhen nodded, "That can call the red police."

    Ban Xia turned the square main board in her hand and blew it. This is probably the most precise man-made object the girl has ever seen. It has a green substrate, silver circuits, dense resistors and capacitors, large and small interfaces, and the structure is so complex that it is dazzling.  , Pinellia brushed off the dust very carefully. This motherboard has no fan, and a large black cooling plate stands in the center of the board.

    It will be the core of the image transmission link.

    It is responsible for converting the image data collected by the camera into audio signals that can be transmitted by amateur radio stations——

    "Wait, wait, what are you talking about?" Bai Yang asked, "Audio signal? Sound?"

    "That's right, what's wrong with Xiao Yang?" Wang Ning put the motherboard on the coffee table and looked up.

    "Turntransform images into sound?" Bai Yang couldn't believe it.

    "Yes, you heard that right, it is to convert the image data into audio signals, and transcode the photos that your eyes can see into the 'Zi Zi Zi Zi' sound that your ears can hear." Bai Zhen nodded.

    "Any data can be converted into a sound signal." Wang Ning said, "This is the simplest transmission method. Like electromagnetic waves, sound waves are also waves. As long as they are waves, they can be modulated. You usually use voice communication to rely on radio microphones.  And amplifiers? If you modulate your voice, it can also carry image information.”

    "This the word-of-mouth map?" Bai Yang was stunned.

    "Suffice it to say, if your tongue and vocal chords are strong enough, you can put your mouth into the radio and emit a modulated, accurate sound wave - it will sound a bit like Parseltongue in Harry Potter, and the radio over there  Most people have a tape recorder, record the sound, input it into the computer to transcode, and then it can be restored into a picture." Wang Ning nodded, "This is why we need to use a motherboard, because the motherboard usually comes with a sound card."

    "What is information? Information is essentially order and law. As long as you can change its law, anything can carry information." Wang Ning continued, "For example, I beat your father."

    "Get out," Lao Bai said.

    "I regularly hit your dad's jaw with my fist quickly, using binary." Wang Ning said, "I can even create a Windows system."

    "Then my dad's mandible should be replaced with a titanium alloy." Bai Yang said.

    "The sound is the same. Sound waves can be modulated, and it can carry any information." Wang Ning said, "This is also the simplest and most suitable transmission method at present."

    "This is the so-called afsk." Bai Zhen said.

    The two old men brought a large number of motherboards and cameras and piled them in the living room. The number was so large that my mother was annoyed. My mother said that opening the door seemed to be in some second-hand electronics market.

    Under the guidance of Wang Ning and Bai Zhen, Banxia can collect anything from the electronic waste on Zhujiang Road.

    She sat cross-legged on the floor of the living room, with her back leaning against the sofa, and said vaguely, "Mom and Dad, you say this thing How did you make it? It's incredible."

    In Ban Xia's imagination, this thing is soldered one by one by hand with tweezers holding small parts, but some components on the main board are so small that she can't see them clearly, how should they be soldered?

    She suddenly picked up the slippers.

    Hold your breath and concentrate, be silent for a moment, and then move like the wind, as fast as lightning!

    The slipper spun and flew out, and slammed on the cabinet with a "slap". Over the years, Banxia has already developed the ability to listen to sounds and distinguish positions. She can see all directions and listen to all directions.  When there was a mouse movement in the room, she smashed it with a slipper with lightning speed.

    However, this time there was no "squeak" sound of mice escaping, but the sundries piled on the cabinet fell down with a "crash".

    Ban Xia had no choice but to get up and clean up.

    ?This is the sundries she brought out when she was looking for an English-Chinese dictionary some time ago. She didn't have time to clean it up, so she piled it up on the phoneOn the video cabinet, just after being hit by a slipper, it all collapsed.

    There are pens and paper, coins, empty boxes, pills that I don’t know what to do with, and the tome "Journey to the West". Ban Xia stuffs them all back into the drawer.  When people live, things can be taken anywhere.

    The girl picked up "Journey to the West" from the ground. It was a big thick volume. She almost didn't turn it over because she couldn't read it.

    I heard from the teacher that it was a story about a bald man who took three apprentices to the West to learn scriptures.

    Ban Xia casually flipped through the page, glanced at the page number, and glanced at the header.

    "Tripitaka never forgets the origin The Four Sages test their Zen mind"

    Pinellia read it.

    "The three women turned into the screen and left a pair of gauze lamps behind. The woman said: Four elders, are you willing to pay attention to who is suitable for my little girl? Wujing said: We have already discussed, and I will recruit that pig surnamed  .”

    I turned two more pages and read it casually.

    "The woman uncovered her head with him and said: Son-in-law, it's not that my daughter is obedient, they are all humble and refuse to recruit you. Bajie said: Mother, since they refuse to recruit me, you recruit me! That woman  Humanity: What a good son-in-law! This is no big or small, even the mother-in-law wants it!"

    can't read.

    I can't understand it at all.

    Why do pigs have mothers-in-law?

    In this era, books have lost the meaning of existence. The teacher used to have a lot of books, but they were all burned in the end, together with her materials and notes. Ban Xia still remembers the teacher's expression on throwing them into the brazier and burning them.  Sitting there all afternoon without moving, there may not be many books left in Nanjing City. A library as big as Nantu has been emptied. Of course, people evacuate the library not for reading, but for reading.  In order to keep warm, Ban Xia remembered that there was a year when the winter was so cold that the teacher chopped all the wooden furniture into firewood to keep warm.

    That was the last time it snowed in Nanjing.

    "That night when all the courtiers dispersed, the monster entered the Yin'an Hall. Eighteen court ladies were selected to play and sing and dance, and persuade the monster to drink and have fun. The monster sat alone on the table, and the people lined up on the left and right were all beautiful and charming.  You can see that he is very useful. After drinking until the second watch, the drunk will come up and can't help doing anything." Ban Xia recited aloud, while pacing in the living room, "jumped up, laughed, and found the truth  Sudden murderousness, he stretched out his big dustpan hand, grabbed a woman playing the pipa, and bit her head abruptly. Scared those seventeen maids to go to hell"

    She was taken aback.

    She suddenly realized that she had read it wrong.

    Fuck it, it's not the original text of "Journey to the West", but someone wrote it on the paper, with a black gel pen, messy and scribbled, inserted obliquely between the lines of the neatly printed original Song typeface.

    "my God."

    Ban Xia said softly.

    This is the teacher's word.

    She was stunned for a while, and then she realized that she frantically turned the pages back. In a short glimpse, she saw a mess of graffiti, formulas, numbers, English and Chinese characters.

    1200 kilometers.

    big eyes.

    25473000.

    Observation.

    Entropy.

    Galaxy.

    "Oh My God."

    Ban Xia murmured.

    This is not "Journey to the West", but the teacher's draft.

 Text Chapter 38: Listening to the Rain at the Urinal

    Bai Yang drew a circle on the draft paper, then drew an eye in the middle of the circle, and finally added six insect-like long legs to the circle.

    He stared at it, restored it in his mind, modeled it in 3D, and let it slowly stand up on the paper. What should it look like?

    A one-eyed spider?

    Or a big eyeball with six long legs?

    Are the six legs evenly distributed in a circle, or are they symmetrically distributed with three legs on the left and right?

    The small eyeballs standing on the paper crawled up and down. It crawled very fast, from one end of the draft paper to the other, then jumped onto the math textbook, turned over the pencil case, and wanted to climb onto the stainless steel  The thermos cup, but its attempt failed, the appearance of the stainless steel cup is smooth and there is no foothold, it climbed two steps to the vertical wall of the cup, and rolled down, this fall seems to have knocked it out,  It shook its head, and wanted to make a comeback, but suddenly a palm of the Tathagata descended from the sky, and with a "bang!" it shook the world, and crushed this little thing into the dust.

    Bai Yang suddenly woke up from the fantasy, and then the weight of a person was pressed on his shoulders.

    "What is this?" He Leqin poked his head curiously, and picked up the draft paper on Bai Yang's desk, "What did you draw?"

    "The natural enemy of mankind." Bai Yang replied.

    "The natural enemy of human beings?" He Leqin turned the draft paper upside down and stared at it for a while, "Can this thing be called the natural enemy of human beings? Can it withstand a tail-stabilized shell-piercing shell?"

    "Have you seen Eva?" Bai Yang took the draft paper back from his hand, "This is the nineteenth apostle, it has an AT force field, and armor-piercing bullets can't pierce it."

    "The ruffian should ask you to be a director, and go to the bathroom."

    He Leqin pulled him up.

    bg4msr found the teacher's draft book, which is a major discovery.

    They thought that the teacher did not leave any materials behind, but obviously the teacher may not remember what he used to draft the draft, and "Journey to the West" was a fish that slipped through the net.

    However, this is just a draft paper, not a notebook, so the information is scattered, incomplete and chaotic, and needs to be carefully studied and judged.

    Bai Yang asked bg4msr to read the book "Journey to the West" from the beginning. Don't let go of any clues left by the teacher. A circle she draws may contain deep meaning.

    "Little Aries, what have you been up to lately?"

    He Leqin stood in front of the urinal and turned on the water, looking at the blue slogan in front of him: One small step forward, one giant leap forward for civilization.

    There was an empty seat between Bai Yang and him, "Why do you ask this?"

    "You haven't been quite right lately. You rushed home after evening self-study, not waiting for Brother Yan and me." He Leqin turned his head and glanced at him, "What are you obsessed with?"

    Bai Yang looked around, waited until everyone in the toilet had left, and then said, "I told you, I'm busy saving the world."

    "Have you not finished saving yet?"

    "Saving the world, can that be an easy task?" Bai Yang said, "If I fail, the earth will declare gg, and we all don't have to take the college entrance examination."

    "Then you fail quickly." He Leqin snorted, "It is simply a benefit to senior high school students across the country. If you can cancel the college entrance examination, you are our great benefactor, and we will erect a monument for you."

    "That's good, I'll quit." Bai Yang said, "You erect a monument for me."

    He casually quarreled with He Dashao, but his thoughts were wandering, Bai Yang felt more and more that his brain was already filled with everything related to bg4msr, other than that, his brain no longer thought about any problems,  When doing homework on weekdays, seeing the topics only feel familiar, but his mind is blank. Bai Yang doesn’t know if this is normal. It seems that his brain no longer belongs to him.  The four hours turned endlessly, but the issues he was thinking about had nothing to do with him.

    Complicated and chaotic information rolled in my mind, like a snowball, getting bigger and bigger, and it was about to squeeze my brain.

    He couldn't stop himself.

    Bai Yang felt that sooner or later, his brain would burst open suddenly, and a destroyed world would pop out from it.

    "Think about it carefully, how to deal with the nineteenth apostle, it is the chief culprit in destroying the world."

    Bai Yang closed his eyes, probably only when the water was released could he get a moment of peace.

    Listening to the sound of pattering water is as calm as listening to rain.

    "To deal with the apostles, we should build the first machine." He Leqin said, "and choose a few autistic young pilots, do you think I have this potential?"

    "Where are you autistic?"

    ??So Wang Ning Baizhen instructed her to disassemble the casing of the monitor and expose it to the sun outside.

    There is high voltage inside the cathode ray picture tube display and cannot be affected by moisture, so the moisture must be removed before powering on.

    "What else can we do besides tossing these e-waste?" Wang Ning straightened the monitor and clicked the buttons on it.

    "That's all." Bai Zhen said helplessly.

    Reversing the Future and Saving the World When the Amateur Radio Emergency Communication Command was first established, they were still full of ambition and vowed to contribute their own strength to save all mankind, but they spent all day soaking in the garbage dump. As time went by, both of them became more and more serious  Realizing that one's abilities are limited——two middle-aged and obese uncles with bald hair and hair loss, what can they do if they talk about breaking the sky?

    Even if the end is approaching day by day, they can only nest in the house and toss electronic waste.

    This is the sorrow of the little people.

    ?The more you go down, the more powerless you feel. At this time, Wang Ning and Bai Zhen can only hope for external forces, hoping that someone can bring about a turnaround, a strong boost, and a glimmer of life.

    "Old Zhao is so aggressive When will he come back?"

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    No one knows what Lao Zhao, a dick, is doing at this moment.

    However, the Amateur Radio Emergency Communication Headquarters of Reversing the Future and Saving the World still sent him WeChat and emails on time to inform him of the latest situation and deliver the latest information, but the other party never replied.

    "Which is the mental hospital in Shanghai?" Bai Zhen asked, "Let's make a phone call and ask if there is a patient named Zhao Bowen who has been hospitalized recently."

    "There are too many people named Zhao Bowen in the whole country." Wang Ning unplugged the audio cable from the interface on the motherboard casually, "Where is the DHMI cable?"

    The function of the Celeron 3150 industrial control motherboard is powerful enough. Installing an XP system can allow Baizhen to realize the freedom of red alarm.

    They take the industrial control board as the core, connect it with a monitor, camera, keyboard, and radio station, and combine it to form a hyperspace camera, but it is easy to say, but it is a mess in practice.

    Bai Zhen and Wang Ning are in a mess here, so one can imagine what's going on on Ban Xia's side.

    The problem is still programming.

    The programming level of these two knives, Bai Zhen, dared to volunteer to teach the little girl to write software. He vowed that there would be no problem, and he could completely solve this small problem.  , only a very small program in the front needs to be independently written by Pinellia. This program is used to receive subsequent codes. As long as it is installed, the larger and more complex software in the future can be directly transferred.

    Bai Zhen's Ruyi Abacus was clinking, and he showed off his skills to others on his computer. The keyboard was typing smoothly, the pages were cut smoothly, and ctrl c and ctrl v were used freely, just like a top hacker.

    "Look! Look! As long as it is installed, the first step of the Long March has been taken!"

    Bai Zhen patted the laptop on the sofa, and on the screen was a shocking article written by him with years of C language skills and flexible use of copy and paste.

    "Follow-up video compression software, image processing software, signal modulation software, Adubi suite, cad suite, unity, Unreal 3, World of Warcraft and StarCraft, all can be installed with one click!"

    Bai Yang couldn't help but look at his father with admiration.

    He almost wanted to shave his eye sockets by pressing his temple chakras.

    Dad is not just an ordinary online car-hailing driver, he is also an online car-hailing driver who can copy and paste!

    Bai Zhen was full of words, but he would go to hell with bg4msr.

    "Bg4msr, let's check again, check again—" Bai Yang sighed, holding the laptop in his hand, "Let's check the code again to see what went wrong, over."

    "Well, that's good, let's do it again."

    It was another late night.

    Ever since entering the programming program, Banxia and Baiyang have fallen into endless self-examination and self-examination. They don't understand why there are more than a dozen different errors in a small software of a few kilobytes - the whole software has a total of  The size is 4kb, the amount of data is 4,000 bytes. According to statistics, there are a total of 12 different errors, and an average of 330 bytes will make an error. Every time Dad fixes an old bug, two bugs will be generated at the same time.  A new bug, including but not limited to black screen, black screen, and black screen.

    The same piece of code, different bugs will appear at different times, different bugs will appear on different dates, and even different bugs will appear when the motherboard is placed in different orientations.

    Wang Ning said Xiao Yang that your father wrote a feng shui software.

    It's just right to use it to measure the direction of people's cemetery. Don't hold any compass in your hand, just hold the motherboard. Which direction has a bug and which direction is the big culprit.

    "I don't want to watch it anymore, bg4mxh, I don't want to watch it anymore, it hurts my eyes." Ban Xia rubbed her eyes, she has spent three days on this thing, reading the teacher's draft during the day, and reading the white paper at night  Shocking code, it's hard to say which one is more messy and incomprehensible.

    It's too hard for her.

    "Keep going, miss, my dad said that if he doesn't succeed tonight, he will find more professional people to help. The night before dawn is always the darkest. If you pass this test, you will surely usher in success.  , over." Bai Yang felt that he was an old fool who preached success.

    "I don't want to toss about this thing anymore, it's too difficult, too difficult, I can't learn at all" Banxia hugged her knees pitifully, squatted on the chair, with snot and tears, "I learned  Won't!"

    Bai Yang thought it over, he was tired of studying.

    Children's long-term grades are at the bottom and they can't keep up with the progress, which leads to weariness of learning.

    What should parents do in this situation?  Bai Yang's brain is spinning rapidly, what should the child do if he is tired of studying?

    Pin number retraining.

    Bah.

    Move with emotion, understand with reason, build up self-confidence, earnestly lure.

    "Miss, listen to me, this is a difficulty we must overcome. You have solved so many difficulties, are you still afraid of this? Let's try again for the last time, shall we? over."

    "Really?" The girl sniffled, "It's agreed for the last time."

    "Well, the last time, over."

    Bai Yang is also an old scumbag, I don't know how many times this is the last time, every time is the last time.

    Apparently this last time also failed—

    "Cheer up, failure is the mother of success, let's strike while the iron is hot, and let the failure give birth to success, Miss! Let's do it one last time, this time we will succeed!"

    "Miss, I have found the key to the problem! Let's try again for the last time!"

    "I swear to God, the last——the last——tonight!"

    "I won't do it! I won't do it!" Banxia threw herself on the bed, hugged the pillow, and buried her head in the pillow, "Brother, please forgive me, let me go, let me do whatever you want, don't  Let me stare at this code again I am in pain."

    "Miss."

    "I quit."

    "Miss."

    "I quit!"

    "Miss."

    "I quit!"

    "Do you want to see the Confucius Temple? Missy?"

    Ban Xia buried her head in the pillow, lying motionless on the bed, holding a microphone in her hand, lying on the corpse for a long time, then said sullenly: "I want to."

    "Do you want to see the Qinhuai River?"

    "think."

    "Do you want to see the shopping malls and cinemas in Xinjiekou?"

    "You know how to seduce me with these! You are the devil!" The girl got up angrily, and shouted at her hand microphone, "Bastard! Bad guy! Bad guy!"

    "If you don't establish the image transmission link, I won't be able to send the photos to you, Miss, I promise you, if you can get it done, I'll take whatever you want to see, and I'll take you  Travel all over Nanjing, okay? over." Bai Yang threatened and lured.

    "Devil! You don't want to exchange my soul for the benefits you promised!"

    "OK?"

    "Wellthat's settled." Banxia drooped her head and slowly got up, "You must remember to take a photo for me. I want Confucius Temple, Qinhuai River, and Xinjiekou!"

    "Okay, I promise you, I will definitely take pictures for you, over."

    "Then do it one last time."

    The girl sat back on the chair, took a deep breath, put all the messy hair back on her head, then patted her cheek, and said to herself: You can do it!  Pinellia!  You can do it!

    Twenty minutes later.

    "I can not do it……"

    The girl looked at the error-reporting program, looked up to the sky and sighed, her heart was ashamed.

    She didn't understand why human beings invented this torture comparable to torture, c language, fuck your mother.

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 Main Text Chapter Fortieth The Whole Earth Is Hiding

    The programming thing has been tossing until Friday of this week, and Pinellia was really unsure, so Wang Ning asked a friend to invite a Huawei communication expert to come over.

    When the expert saw the code written by Bai Zhen, his facial features were wrinkled into a ball.

    "In my memory, I saw that thing when I was very young. It was getting dark and the distance was too far, so I could only see a vague shadow." A girl's voice came from the earphone, "  It crawled upstairs with long legs, like a big black spider, and the teacher said they came from the moon."

    "Black Moon? over."

    "Yes, it's the black moon." The girl said, "They don't appear until after the black moon falls."

    "What is the reason for the black moon?" Bai Yang sat on the chair, with a pen between his fingers, and frowned, "It can't just pop up out of nowhere, right?"

    Although it is very important to find the cause of the doomsday disaster, no one can say whether the cause can be influenced and changed by human beings.

    What if the Black Moon found the Pioneer or Voyager probes?

    Do humans have the ability to capture Voyager now?

    Going further, what if the existence of human beings is discovered by Hei Yue?

    Do human beings still have the ability to hide the entire earth?

    A question is a question, but there may not be an answer. If a natural disaster has reached the point where manpower cannot recover, then even if it can be predicted in advance, the only thing people can do is to minimize the loss, whether it is an earthquake or a tsunami.  Confrontation is unavoidable, but at least it can tell people to evacuate and run—but when the moon sets, where are people going to run?

    Go to outer space?

    Those three years are definitely not enough, three hundred years is about the same.

    "Let's find a way to hide the earth." Bai Yang said, "Miss, do you have any good method? over."

    "Eh?" The other end was stunned for a moment, "What do you mean?"

    "It's to hide the whole earth so that the black moon can't find us." Bai Yang said casually, "If it can't find us, aren't we safe? over."

    "Thenthen cover the earth with a black cloth?"

    "Where can I find so much black cloth?" Bai Yang smiled, "The earth's surface area is 500 million square kilometers, and you need to use 500 million square kilometers of black cloth. This is more outrageous than covering the Pacific Ocean, over."

    That is to say, but the concept of "hiding the earth" has made Bai Yang's eyes wide open - in case, I mean in case, people can find out the real reason why the black moon is coming, and know that the black moon is  How to find the earth, maybe this is really a way?  How does it collect the specific information of the earth, then people try to eliminate this information, cut off the transmission of information, and hide the location of the earth——

    It sounds incredible.

    Just like the British used lights to forge cities at night during World War II to mislead German bombers, using the same idea, humans can carry out a large-scale strategic camouflage and misleading unprecedented in history!

    Hide the whole earth.

    If the black moon observes the earth through visible light, then people hide themselves in the visible light frequency band.

    If the black moon observes the earth through infrared light, then human beings hide themselves in the infrared light frequency band.

    Prescribe the right medicine and target the target.

    Bai Yang thought so.

    Although it is hard for him to imagine what kind of God's project it would be in operation, to hide a huge sphere with a radius of 6,370 kilometers, make it disappear in the eyes of the black moon, and play a life-and-death cosmic-scale hide-and-seek—  —But it is still a possible direction to solve the problem. In the future, it has been confirmed that human beings and Black Moon will definitely lose in a head-to-head confrontation. Since they can't fight, can they still hide?

    Bai Yang decided to send this idea to Zhao Bowen for him to think about it.

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    at the same time.

    Separated by a wall.

    Wang Ning and Bai Zhen are still working hard on the code. This afternoon, Huawei's communication experts took time out of their busy schedules to come. The latter is an old classmate of Wang Ning's old classmate. He happened to be on a business trip in Nanjing recently, so he came to the door when he heard the need.  Help is here.

    After reading Bai Zhen's code, he euphemistically commented that no amount of piles can make a mountain of shit.

    ? So the professionals went into battle in person, sank into the dantian, and the long rainbow penetrated the sun, and easily laid the first solid anal fissure-level thick stool for Shishan.

    ? The expert will leave when he is done, and there will be no charge. He waved his hands and said that they are all friends. If you do a little favor, the money will be free. ???There is still something to do, let’s take a step first, and there will be a period later.

    Bai Yang looked at his back and sighed, if I had been admitted to university back then, I would be working in Huawei today, and I would be as chic as him.

    Wang Ning said that you will still be admitted to university based on your grades from the previous grade.

    Next, the two rolled up their sleeves all night and continued to build a complete image transmission link on the second-hand 725. The experts settled the foundation, the integrated development environment, and the compiler.  Like Marquez's One Hundred Years of Solitude.

    Wang Ning said you mean the level is as high as "One Hundred Years of Solitude"?

    Bai Zhen said that he couldn't understand it like "One Hundred Years of Solitude".

    A huge problem before them is the transmission rate.

    "How fast can this thing be?" Wang Ning patted the black casing of the radio.

    "We use afsk, the speed may not be faster." Bai Zhen said, "I estimate about 800 to 1000bps."

    "How did you figure it out?"

    "According to the frequency of the sound, we convert all the data into sound transmission, whether it is an image or a code, but the frequency of the sound has a limit. The sound frequency that can be heard by human ears is only 20,000 Hz, so the sound card  This is the working range." Bai Zhen replied, "The digital signal transmission rate should theoretically not be higher than its intermediate frequency, which is 10,000 Hz, 10kbps."

    "10kbps, 10,000 bits per second" Wang Ning calculated in his mind, "How much is converted into kb? Divided by 8?"

    "Divided by 10." Bai Zhen said, "10kbps converted to what we often say is 1kb/s, one byte per second, but this is a theoretical value and the highest speed."

    "1kb per second or theoretical top speed?"

    "Yes, 1kb per second is already an unattainable theoretical value. In actual engineering practice, a speed of 1000bps is not bad." Bai Zhen nodded.

    "The speed of 1000bps" Wang Ning calculated, "0.1kb/s? 100 bytes per second? 100 bits?"

    "Well, 100 bits per second." Bai Zhen said, "This is the speed of data transmission."

    Wang Ning knows that video transmission is impossible. This speed is enough to read novels, let alone pictures. He dreams of going back to the era of dial-up Internet access.

    "Afsk is like this." Bai Zhen said, "If conditions permit, we can switch to the psk modulation method later. The speed is much faster than the current one, but let's make up for it for now."

    Facing the ultra-low network speed of less than 1kb per second, if they want to transmit images as soon as possible, they have only one choice, and that is compression.

    Crazy compression.

    Compress a 10m picture to 1m, and then compress it to 10kb. During the compression process, this picture will lose 99.9999% of its information.

    And it takes 100 seconds for a 10kb picture to be transmitted by this 725 radio.

    Wang Ning and Bai Zhen conducted an experiment, and they wanted to see what effect the compressed image would have after transmission.

    Wang Ning took a photo of Lao Bai, a frontal bust, 1.5m in size.

    Next, import it into ps, and first compress it proportionally, reducing the pixels of a large image to a quarter of the original size, and then compress the size by half, and then perform chromaticity sampling to convert a color photo into a black and white photo.  This reduces the picture by half again, and finally performs quality compression. One pass operation is as fierce as a tiger, and the compression is 1:5 at a glance.

    Finally, Wang Ning showed the photos——

    Mom passed by the living room and glanced inadvertently from a distance.

    "What Ugandan chimpanzee?"

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 Text Chapter 41 Watching the Moon Climb Up

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    Ban Xia breathed out, put down the "Journey to the West" in his hand, stretched his waist, looked up out of the window, the black moon was hanging low in the sky, it looked the same size as the white moon, but the color was much darker, almost  Hidden under the dark blue sky, the velvety night sky seemed to be opened with a round hole, revealing the deeper universe behind. The teacher said that the reason why it is so dark is that its surface is rough and not smooth, and most of the sunlight falls on it.  It is absorbed and scattered and cannot be reflected into people's eyes.

    It is difficult for Pinellia to imagine how rough the celestial scale is, because even the white moon with uneven surface and craters can reflect bright sunlight like a mirror in the night sky.  On a planet-level plane, that is, there are some grains of sand on the smooth table, but the black moon is different, it is the size of a planet level, and it also has the roughness of a planet level. The teacher's scribbles on "Journey to the West" said,  The surface of the black moon has fine, messy, criss-cross and complex lines. This may be the result of observing the black moon with a telescope in her early years. These lines and gullies are obviously hundreds of kilometers long, and the depressions are bottomless. Pinellia is inexplicable.  It feels like a giant circuit board, or a sprawling city that covers the entire surface of the planet.

    The girl stretched her body vigorously, then got up and paced back and forth in the room twice.

    Her slightly damp hair is draped over her shoulders. She is wearing a loose white T-shirt and black shorts, and she is stepping on plastic slippers. Ban Xia lifts up one foot and keeps her balance on one foot. She leaves the slippers on the floor, with white toes  Move around.

    Uncle Huang came in through the crack of the door, Ban Xia bent down to pick it up, and put it on the table.

    "bg4mxh, bg4mxh, I'm back." The girl sat back on the chair again, picked up the hand microphone, and pressed ptt, "Let's continue, I don't really know how much human weapons can do to the big eyes, because I don't  Participated in the battle against them, only the teacher participated, but after thinking about it, we know that we humans have lost miserably, and our weapons probably won’t be of much use.”

    "Miss, have you ever seen the wreckage of the big eyeball?" Bai Yang asked, "If there are wreckages, we can analyze the effectiveness of the weapon based on the wreckage, over."

    "No." Ban Xia simply shook her head.

    She had never seen the remains of the big eyeball.

    She only saw living big eyeballs from a distance when she was very young, but she never encountered them again. After the extinction of human beings, they also disappeared.

    "It's very strange, there is neither the remains of the big eyeball nor the corpse of a human being." Bai Yang wondered, "Where did everyone go? over."

    "There are human corpses!" Ban Xia replied, "Last time I was fishing for a time capsule in Crescent Lake, and I found a skull!"

    "UhI mean a large number of corpses. After all, all human beings in the world have been extinct, with a population of seven billion. Shouldn't these corpses be piled up into mountains?" Bai Yang thought for a while, "There are eight million people in Nanjing City alone.  Where did it go? It is almost an impossible task to destroy so many people, over."

    "Is it impossible?"

    "is it possible?"

    "Of course, you can put all the people in sacks and sink them into the Pacific Ocean." Ban Xia is magnificent, "How much area does it take to put all the seven billion people in the world on the bottom of the Pacific Ocean?"

    "Let me do the math. A person standing upright and sinking will cover an area of ??0.3 square meters. Seven billion people is 2.1 billion square meters, and 2.1 billion square meters is 2,100 square kilometers." Bai Yang calculated, "About one-third  The size of Nanjing Cityit’s really not that big, miss, if you dive under the Pacific Ocean, you might see densely packed corpses standing on the bottom of the sea like terracotta warriors, over.”

    The chatting between the two of them was quite divergent, and the information left by the teacher on "Journey to the West" was limited, so they started to spread out from the few words on the paper, brainstorming, and recorded all the inconspicuous ideas, and then sent them all to the  Zhao Bowen.

    including but not limited to:

    Hide the earth.

    Build super-large strategic missile defense positions.

    Build underground cities or undersea cities, and all human beings will turn to the bottom and live under the sea.

    For the future of all mankind, these two little heads have racked their brains and brains.

    But Bai Yang still doesn't know to what extent human weapons can pose a threat to Big Eyeball. Whether it's a tank or an airplane, Ban Xia's mouth is full of burnt wreckage on the roadside. The only weapon they can confirm will work is also  The most powerful weapon in human hands-

    Nuclear bomb.

    "Nuclear bomb." The girl said, "Nuclear bombs are effective for big eyes. This is what the teacher said. Do you still remember the nuclear bomb that exploded in Zhenjiang?"

    &nbsp; "From my point of view, it should be a nuclear bomb that explodes in Zhenjiang in the future." Bai Yang said, "over."

    "The teacher said that it was the most successful action in the process of resisting the big eyeball. I think since she said it was the most successful, then the nuclear bomb should work." Ban Xia said, "The nuclear bomb can threaten the big eyeball.  "

    · ·

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    "A Ugandan chimpanzee?" Wang Ning turned his head and glanced at the laptop screen, "Xiao Wen, what you said is wrong. How can this be a chimpanzee?"

    "That's right, where is this chimpanzee?" Bai Zhen felt relieved, after all, he was an old friend for many years, and he would always stand by his side.

    "This is a baboon." Wang Ning said.

    The extremely slow transmission speed of afsk did not dampen the enthusiasm of Bai Zhen and Wang Ning at all. With the help of Huawei communication experts, they successfully completed the construction of the image transmission link on the second-hand 725 tonight. The main board, keyboard, monitor,  The camera, amateur radio station, and all major hardware are fully equipped. The image signal collected by the camera will be compressed in the Celeron 3150 industrial control motherboard, and then encoded into an audio signal, and sent out through 725.

    In the simulation experiment, the icom705 borrowed by Bai Zhen was responsible for receiving the signal. This amateur radio station also played an important role in the previous remote control system construction experiment. 705 is a new radio station, which is digital compared to the old antique  The level is much higher, it is connected to a computer to receive demodulated image signals.

    "Check the interface." Wang Ning said, "Pay attention to whether any interface has fallen off."

    They use a Hikvision uvc camera, which is connected to the network port of the motherboard.

    The camera is the component responsible for signal acquisition. It inputs the image signal into the Celeron 3150 industrial control motherboard, and the image data is compressed and transcoded before being output.

    The sound card of the main board is connected to the hand microphone of the 725 radio station, and the sound card is responsible for inputting the audio signal of the sound into the radio station. The principle and operation of this step are similar to the previous remote control system.

    "The only difference is that the ptt interface of the hand microphone needs to be connected to a separate switch, which is responsible for controlling the sending and receiving."

    Bai Zhen held a small switch in his hand. This switch was connected to the ptt interface of the 725 radio's hand microphone and the ground wire. When the switch was closed, the circuit was connected. The 725 radio was triggered to start transmitting images, and the switch was disconnected.  , the loop is shorted and the transmission stops.

    Eleven thirty in the evening.

    "November 8, 2019, 11:30 pm." Wang Ning glanced at his phone, "The first image transmission simulation experiment, all departments are in place!"

    Bai Zhen sat on the stairwell outside the door with a small table, radio station 705 and a laptop, and an antenna.

    "Guaidong No. 5 radio station is in place!" Bai Zhen shouted.

    "Guai Er Wu radio station is in place!" Wang Ning shouted.

    "Lenovo computer is ready to decode!" Bai Zhen shouted again.

    "Prepare for Celeron industrial control coding!" Wang Ning shouted again.

    "The two-meter whip is ready!" Bai Zhen shouted again.

    "Hikvision is ready!" Wang Ning shouted again.

    "The interfaces of the receiving system are normal!"

    "The interfaces of the sending system are normal!"

    "The power supply is normal!"

    "The power supply is normal!"

    "The wind direction and temperature are normal!"

    "The air humidity and oxygen concentration are normal!"

    "Storm Crimson is in place!"

    "Cherno Alpha is in place!"

    The two shouted like a group.

    "02 is in place!"

    "01 is in place!"

    "Transmission countdown ten seconds! Countdown five seconds! 3! 2! 1!" Wang Ning pressed the switch, "Start transmission! ?

 Text Happy National Day

    I wish students a happy National Day!  Have a good rest during the holidays!

    &lt;/div&gt

 Text Chapter 42 It is 130,000 kilometers away

    As soon as Wang Ning finished speaking, the 725 amateur radio station on the coffee table began to radiate electromagnetic signals to the outside. It converted pictures into sounds, and then hid the sounds in radio waves that human ears cannot capture. This is a whisper that humans cannot capture and understand.  Whisper, but the amazing thing is that it is actually an image—it may be unimaginable for ordinary people to convert an image into sound, but for people who have mastered information coding technology, information is information, and the carrier is the carrier.  As long as you have an insight into the essence of information, it is not difficult to separate it from the carrier—since humans carved murals in caves with chisels hundreds of thousands of years ago, images are the carrier of visual information, and it has developed from rock walls to mud.  On the board, on the canvas, on the straw paper, and on the photosensitive film, after thousands of years of vicissitudes, the relationship between the two seems to have remained unchanged until the fire of the industrial revolution ignited, and information theory brought about innovations in the world. People can finally convert image information from  Grab it from the two-dimensional plane, stuff it into the sound, stuff it into the current, stuff it into the light wave, from then on any information can be broken apart and shredded into any carrier.

    Insight into the essence of information, in a sense, this is also the power of God.

    Grasping the information, human beings have taken another step in the direction of the gods.

    Bai Zhen is standing in front of the laptop screen, and the photos are being scanned from top to bottom bit by bit, what does this feel like?  Like a lottery, scratch music, scraping off one by one, revealing the pictures behind.

    At the beginning, the signal reception was not good, and only green snowflake noise was scraped out. Bai Zhen adjusted the direction of the antenna slightly, so that he could receive clearer photos.

    "How is the situation?" Wang Ning asked.

    "It's okay." Bai Zhen replied, "It's just that the speed is a bit slow."

    A Ugandan chimpanzee Bah, a half-length photo of a baboon is 15kb in size, and the transmission speed between the 725 and 705 in the simulation experiment in the living room at the moment is only about 1000bps, which is 0.1kb per second. Ideally, put this  It takes 150 seconds, or two and a half minutes, for a photo to be completely transmitted successfully.

    But how can the truth be so ideal?

    After all, radio is radio, not cable fiber optics. It is convenient and simple to use radio waves to transmit signals, but you can no longer expect it to be very efficient.

    Of the three of convenience, simplicity and efficiency, you can only have two at the same time.

    Therefore, the image transmitted by amateur radio is unstable. When it comes to network engineering, the packet loss is serious. If the antenna is not aligned properly, what is scraped out is a strip of green snowflake spots. If you want to successfully receive a complete and clear picture at one time, it is  Impossible.

    In order to ensure that the signal can be completely transmitted, Wang Ning will send multiple redundant signals at this end. His 725 will send pictures continuously in a cycle of 150 seconds until Bai Zhen can receive a complete picture.  So in Bai Zhen's eyes, the Lenovo computer in front of him was scratching repeatedly, and being able to scratch out a complete photo of himself was considered a big prize.

    "Wait there is interference, where is the interference?" Bai Zhen scratched his head and looked around, "Is it a switch? Wait a minute, old Wang, I'll try to pull the brake."

    He immediately ran to turn off the electric switch, and the power was cut off, and the room was suddenly dark.

    "Is there a power outage?" My mother came out of the bedroom holding her mobile phone and flashlight, "Why is it suddenly dark?"

    "Lao Bai has switched on." Wang Ning sat on the sofa, his fat face illuminated by the dark green light of the crt monitor, "We are doing an image transmission experiment."

    "You do the experiment as soon as you do the experiment, what gate do you pull?" Mom asked.

    "There is interference." Wang Ning replied.

    Annoying electromagnetic interference is everywhere in modern society, such as the tower crane at the construction site next door, the security intercom at the gate of the community, the electric car downstairs, and many inconspicuous small appliances in daily life, such as the power switch in the house, it is everywhere  , All-round stereo interference, there is no way to avoid it, Bai Zhen can only turn off the switch in his own house, not in the neighbor's house, let alone in the Meihuashanzhuang community, the electromagnetic environment in the city is just that bad.

    Some old hams like field battles Ah no, wild frames, they are fighting in this clean and endless environment. The good signal-to-noise ratio allows them to hear the sound of flies rubbing their hands on the radio wave.

    After the power was cut off, Bai Zhen tried to receive the signal again.

    "Is there anything better?" Wang Ning asked.

    "No!" Bai Zhen said, "What a dick."

    "Go and find the main gate of the community." Wang Ning said, "Turn off all the electricity in the community, so that the interference will be fine."

    "Then I won't be eaten alive by the property management?"

    "Hey, for special reasons and special times, I told them to urgently requisition electricity. The first machine used positron cannons on Zijin Mountain to deal with the second?After living for eighteen years and studying physics for five years, those dragon-slaying skills that can capture the moon in the sky and catch turtles in the ocean for the first time have come into practical use for the first time.

    After actually using it, Bai Yang realized that he had mastered such a powerful tool. This is the law of the universe, the underlying code of the universe online. Every high school student has built a magnificent building of classical physics in his mind, but few  Someone really used it and let it weather and collapse in time.

    "16 days!"

    "Miss, the cycle of the black moon is 16 days, it revolves around the earth every 16 days, over."

    "Unbelievable! Amazing, bg4mxh, how did this work?"

    Ban Xia couldn't believe it, she felt that bg4mxh was doing magic.

    He has never seen a black moon, why can he know how long it takes for the black moon to turn around?

    "I didn't do it by myself. Behind me are Newton, Kepler and all the physicists in human history." Bai Yang said, "And my physics teacher, he put all the most genius minds in history  It taught me all the top wisdom contained therein.”

    "Then your physics teacher is amazing!"

    "On behalf of our physics teacher, thank you, miss, your teacher must have calculated all these things at the time." Bai Yang said, "Let's continue to push down, now we know that Black Moon is 130,000 kilometers away from us, but  I can't understand why it is orbiting at a distance of 130,000 kilometers from the earth?"

    Ban Xia was stunned, she didn't know what this question meant.

    Why is it orbiting at a distance of 130,000 kilometers from the earth?

    Black Moon is willing to stay in that place, is that its freedom?

    How could she know why?

    "Miss, the big eyes come from the black moon, right? Then why doesn't the black moon come closer so that the big eyes can come down?" Bai Yang asked a question that Ban Xia had never thought about before, "130,000 kilometers, how long is it?"  The distance is not close, it takes a long time to fly, why doesn’t it get closer? over.”

    "Hmm maybe there is some special reason?"

    The girl thought about it.

    "There is a reason behind every phenomenon." Bai Yang said, "Miss, let's imagine it this way. The reason why it can't get closer is because it can't get any closer. The reason why it wants to stay in orbit 130,000 kilometers away is  It’s because it can only stay in an orbit of 130,000 kilometers recently, over.”

    "Why?" Ban Xia asked, "Why can it only stay there?"

    "Because there is a force restricting it." Bai Yang replied, "There is an irresistible force restricting it, over."

    "What power?"

    "Gravity, miss, is universal gravitation." Bai Yang said, "the only force in this universe that cannot be unified and cannot be controlled. It is restricting the black moon. If the black moon gets too close, it will be torn to pieces by the huge gravity of the earth."  130,000 kilometers is its safe range, it cannot cross this red line, and those who cross the threshold will be crushed to pieces The name of this red line is the Roche limit, over."

    "Assuming that 130,000 kilometers is the Roche limit of the earth and the black moon, then we can deduce the density of the black moonLet me find the formula for the Roche limit! There are fluid Roche limit and rigid body Roche limit  "Bai Yang turned on his phone and frantically searched Baidu, and took out a blank draft paper, "I found it! I found it! Let me do the math, the formula is d=4.423r(p??/p??)^(1/3  ), the average density of the earth is 5507.85kg/m??then the average density of the black moon under the fluid Roche limit is 7.83kg/m??, and the average density under the rigid Roche limit is 1.09kg/m??.  "

    "Miss, the average density of the black moon is between 1.09kg/m?? and 7.83kg/m??."

    Ban Xia was a little dazed, not understanding what the numbers meant.

    What is the concept of this density?

    The density of the air we breathe in our daily life is 1.3kg/m??.  The density of nitrogen is 1.26kg/m??, the density of oxygen is 1.46kg/m??, and the gas with the highest density, radon, is 9.73kg/m??  .

    "What does this mean?" Ban Xia asked.

    "This means that either Black Moon is a gaseous satellite, and it's actually a mass of gas." Bai Yang paused, "Either it has a huge cavity inside, and it's hollow." Genius remembered the address of this site in a second  ?

 Text Chapter Forty-Three Betting on the Life and Death of Seven Billion People

    Bai Zhen and Wang Ning ran through the transmission scheme of the afsk modulated image signal in the simulation experiment. The two clapped their hands excitedly. No one could see the other, so they hit each other on the forehead with a crisp sound. Next  The two of them didn't stop for a moment, and immediately transplanted the whole plan to Baiyang and bg4msr's icom725.

    Today is Friday, there will be no class tomorrow, Bai Yang risked his life to stay with the gentleman, stayed up until midnight with his father and Uncle Wang.

    "privateint[]filter_10khz(int[]data), do you hear me clearly? over."

    "Listen clearly."

    "Repeat it again, over."

    "privateint[]filter_10khz(int[]data)."

    Ban Xia lit the lamp, wore earphones, held a pen in his hand, and wrote down all the codes he heard.

    They were really talking about the code, and Bai Yang still had a copy of "C#: From Getting Started to Getting Enchanted" in his hand.

    Wang Ning and Bai Zhen were sitting on the bed behind him, with a laptop on their laps, and they were checking the code for the last time, which was an oracle given by Huawei's communication experts.

    "What code is this?"

    "Hmmenvelope detector program."

    "Move it up, let's check the transport layer data receiving program again."

    "What about the data sending function of the transport layer?"

    "Pack them all, pack them!"

    The hands of the alarm clock on the table pointed to one o'clock in the morning, Bai Yang rubbed his eyes, yawned, and pulled himself together, God knows if their approach would work, teaching a girl who knew nothing about programming to install the transfer program,  There are so many problems here that people feel intensive phobia, Bai Yang has already experienced it—they have temporarily supplemented bg4msr with basic programming knowledge in the past two days.  , that Bai Zhen Wang Ning wished to pull the little girl out of the radio, sit two-on-one to teach exercises, and pass all their decades of amateur radio profound knowledge to bg4msr, let her three flowers gather on her head to smoke, let her  Like Xu Zhu's 70-year skill increase overnight.

    It's a pity that knowledge can't be transferred palm to palm, neither knowledge nor IQ, it's a pity, if it works, Duanyu's Beiming magic skill and Xingxiu old fairy's star-absorbing method can attract others  Being mentally handicapped, this should be the number one magical skill in martial arts, and those who get caught are all stupid, isn't it frightening?

    "Is carriage return next? bg4mxh? bg4mxh?"

    The girl's voice pulled Bai Yang back from his wild thoughts.

    Bai Yang blinked his eyes, it was really late at night, and his mind started to feel confused.

    "That's right, it's carriage return, over."

    Ban Xia marked a carriage return on the paper, and then started a new line. It is a good habit to record all the information on the paper, and you can turn it out and check it again at any time.

    To be precise, this is called a task log. Every step is recorded, and every step has traces to follow, so that the source of the problem can be quickly determined after a problem occurs.

    "statuschart1.value=re10(i);"

    "statuschart1.vvalue?"

    "Yes, value."

    In front of Banxia is a heavy icom725 amateur radio station. On the left side of the radio station is a heavier crt monitor and an old yellowish white plastic keyboard. The messy cables are finally gathered to the industrial control board hanging on the wall next to the window.  There are black, blue, red, white and gray cables plugged into the connectors on the motherboard, and red and blue LED lights glow in the dimly lit room. These bulky old electronic junks take up almost all the space on the table,  Like high and low square mountains, only a small area is left to spread the paper. The girl is wrapped in them, and she can't see anyone when she buries her head.

    Half a month ago, Banxia would not have believed that she could do all this. Look at these complicated electronic components, look at these messy cables and adapters, did she really do it?

    Did she really use a lot of electronic waste to cobble together a set of hyperspace image communication system?

    "privatevoiddatasendthread()."

    "privatevoiddatasendthread()"

    "while (true)."

    "What is this?" Ban Xia asked.

    "Send the code." Bai Yang replied.

    "Will it succeed this time?" Ban Xia asked.

    Bai Yang hesitated for a moment, "This time it should be reliable. The code was not written by my father, but by an invited expert, which is much better than my father."

    In fact, he has no idea. The code may be fine, but the problem is not limited to the code.

    Ban Xia copied all the codes on paper, the code itself is actually very simple.?? All modules add up to less than 400 lines.

    Another letter was typed into the motherboard one by one, and Banxia's two-finger Zen typed at a very fast speed. She confirmed the code with bg4mxh again to ensure that there were no mistakes, and finally took a deep breath.

    She sat on a chair and stared at the crt monitor.

    "Bg4mxh, I'm about to start."

    "good."

    Bai Yang turned his head to look at Dad and Uncle Wang behind him, pointed to the radio station, and signaled that the experiment was about to start.

    Wang Ning and Bai Zhen nodded in unison.

    "Bg4mxh, guess, will it succeed?"

    Ban Xia's fingers were hanging on the keyboard.

    "meeting."

    "Then what should we bet on?" the girl said leisurely.

    Bai Yang froze for a moment, "What are you betting on?"

    "Whoever loses the bet with her will be called father." Uncle Wang sat behind and said, "You can only bet on this."

    "It's a big bet, let's bet on the life and death of seven billion people in the world!" Ban Xia suddenly grinned, and what he said caught Bai Yang unexpectedly, and even made the latter's ass almost jump out of the chair, "If you  If you win, you have the lives of seven billion people in the world, and if you lose, they all die."

    At this moment, Banxia is like a little devil, holding the remote control in her hand, and the bomb is tied to the earth, and the life of the whole world is in her hands. As long as she presses the remote control, the earth will be blown up.  People will be killed, and the life and death of all human beings is just a matter of her thoughts, but she wants to play a game. The little devil finds a young earthman and tells him, let's play something?  Bet on the life and death of all mankind.

    This is really a big gamble.

    Ban Xia's face was illuminated by the faint blue light from the crt monitor, she tapped her finger lightly, and there was a "pop" in the silence.

    Bai Yang sat on a chair, the channel was silent for a long time, and then a girl's voice came:

    "You lost, you failed."

    Failed.

    running error.

    "Because you lost, seven billion people in the world disappeared, and now I am the only one left in this world. Am I keeping my word?"

    "I……"

    Bai Yang didn't know what to say for a moment.

    "Don't worry, they are actually not dead"

    Ban Xia reached out to extinguish the desk lamp, turned off the monitor, the light in the room dissipated, and she sat alone in the darkness quietly, there was no moon outside the window, and it was already half past two in the morning.

    She raised her head to look at the night sky, and said leisurely:

    "They just turned into stars." Genius remembered the address of this site in a second.

 Text Chapter 44: Return

    The night sky in late autumn in the northern hemisphere is a bit lonely, only the autumn quadrangle is overhead, and Fomalhaut is in the southern sky. As the temperature drops, the stars seem to become dim and desolate. The teacher once taught Pinellia to recognize those famous constellations.  Andromeda and Pegasus together form the autumn quadrilateral, and Fomalhaut is in the southern sky triangle in autumn. I don’t remember and can’t find it in Pinellia. They are not like summer. The night air in midsummer is clear and bright, and the eyes seem to be able to  Seeing infinitely far away, the famous summer triangle is shining above the head, there is also a meteor shower in summer, and there is a Perseid meteor shower in August, which is one of the largest meteor showers in the whole year. The teacher said that there will be no more fireworks in this era,  But suitable for watching meteors.

    "Have you seen fireworks?" Ban Xia asked.

    "I've seen it." Bai Yang replied, "Who hasn't seen fireworks?"

    "Have you ever seen a shooting star?" Ban Xia asked again.

    "No." Bai Yang snorted, "With our light pollution, we can't even see the stars, and even shooting stars."

    The sycamores are turning yellow all over the mountains and plains. The girl is wearing long sleeves and trousers. This is the nineteenth autumn she has experienced. In the daytime, Pinellia is carrying a bag and a bow and arrow, pushing a bicycle, and passing through the wide Zhongshan Gate  On the street, dead leaves rustled down from the top of the head.

    Whether there is someone or no one, the leaves still fall year after year.

    In response to the problems encountered by Pinellia, Bai Zhen and Wang Ning made an emergency review again. The next day, they took Huawei experts to hold a video conference together. Anyway, weekends are also working hours for the latter.

    Comrade experts said after thinking for a while, don't worry, I will write a document for you.

    Half an hour later, he sent the document, and Bai Zhen and Wang Ning read it together for a long time, and decided to ask the other party for another explanation document.

    Half an hour later, the explanatory document was sent, and Bai Zhen and Wang Ning got together to read it for a long time, and decided to find another explanatory document for the explanatory document.

    Twenty years later, they were unable to communicate face-to-face with bg4msr, lost the most effective means of communication, and any small problem could become an obstacle that could not be overcome, not to mention that the other party was still a novice who knew nothing.  It was teaching the monkey to use a typewriter and asking it to type out the complete works of Shakespeare. Lao Bai and Lao Di were exhausted physically and mentally, and Ban Xia was also exhausted physically and mentally, but everyone knew that this was very important, and it was a task that must be completed.

    By twelve o'clock on Sunday night, Bai Yang couldn't remember how many times he had failed, and the problems were as many as balls of wool, and he couldn't figure it out without talking nonsense. He was almost impatient, and the other party was still gritting his teeth and persisting.

    "Pick up a hammer and smash all these things into flat! Smash it!" Bai Yang said, "Eighty hammers for big hammers, forty for small hammers! One hammer solves a thousand worries!"

    "Xiao Yang, you can't give up on yourself. Persistence is victory." Wang Ning shouted in the living room, "Take care of that girl! Hold her steady, and don't give up all your efforts."

    "I'll break down before she breaks down!" Bai Yang shouted, "Who invented the C language? If our system can't run successfully, he is the chief culprit for the destruction of the world! The sinner of all mankind!"

    "Using assembly language will toss you to death." Wang Ning said, "How is the situation at bg4msr?"

    "Mild mania." Bai Yang replied, "scratching the wall with his nails."

    "Steady her! Stabilize her emotions! Tell her to persevere, and victory is in sight!" Wang Ning said, "Don't fall on the last step to victory!"

    "Yes! Persistence is victory!" Dad continued, "After she succeeds, she can watch whatever she wants!"

    "Xiao Yang, after you tell her you are successful, she can show her whatever she wants! You can take pictures of anything!" Wang Ning said, "Shooting your naked"

    "Snapped!"

    This is the sound of Dad slapping "c#: From Beginner to Demon" on Lao Wang's face.

    "Crack!"

    This is the sound of my mother slapping "c#: From Beginner to Demon" on the faces of Dad and Lao Wang.

    "Papa papa!"

    This is the sound of Bai Yang applauding.

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    "privateint[]filter_10khz(int[]data)."

    "statuschart1.value=re10(i);"

    Ban Xia was typing fast on the keyboard, and her fingers were frantically pressing enter. At this moment, she seemed to be a computer enter expert. No one in the world could press enter faster than her.

    The monkey programming level on Zhongshanmen Street may be higher than hers, but the speed of pressing enter is definitely not as fast as hers.

    "start up!"

    The girl pressed the Enter key neatly.

    Report an error.

    "start up!"

    &nbsp?? Isn’t it also a good subject?  Bai Yang felt a little complacent about his idea——I really can't see it, Bai Yang, you still have a bit of talent as a photographer and artist!  So he photographed office workers on their way, breakfast stalls queuing up, and students going to school like him.

    At noon, he called He Leqin and Yan Zhihan, and the three of them wandered all the way to Xinjiekou, Confucius Temple, and Xuanwu Lake, holding up their mobile phones to take pictures along the way, photographing buildings, pedestrians, and buses.  Behavior expressed curiosity, why does Little White Goat look like a foreigner today, what's so good about it?  This road has been walked 800 times instead of a thousand times, and I know how to walk with my eyes closed.

    Bai Yang didn't explain, just pressed the shutter.

    Strictly pulled He Dashao aside and secretly asked Little Aries if it was an online dating, right?  Is this a photoshoot for your girlfriend?

    Young Master He said how do I know.

    At the end of the day, Bai Yang has harvested a lot, and there are hundreds of photos stored in his mobile phone, waiting to be passed on to bg4mxh.

    It can be unexpected.

    At ten thirty in the evening, Bai Yang excitedly climbed up to the eighth floor, took out the key and opened the door, "I'm back—"

    His voice stopped abruptly.

    The living room was full of people, the moment Bai Yang opened the door, everyone in the living room turned their heads, Bai Yang saw the person sitting on the sofa at a glance, wearing a black long-sleeved sweater and jeans, wearing a tortoiseshell frame  Glasses, travel-stained, slightly thin, with a haggard look - he is very familiar with that face, old classmate and old friend of his father, associate professor of physics at Nanjing University, Zhao, who has been gone for many days and has not heard from him.  Bowen, he is finally back.  The genius remembers the address of this site in a second.

 Text Chapter 45: Meteors Like Summer Fireworks

    "ZhaoUncle Zhao?"

    Bai Yang was taken aback.

    "You're still aliveyou're back?"

    Zhao Bowen grinned at him, "Of course I'm still alive."

    Old Zhao left home in late October. After going there for more than ten days, there was no news, and the world disappeared. Just when everyone thought he was sent to the hospital as a neuropathy, he suddenly came back without even saying hello.  Just like that, he suddenly appeared in the living room of Bai Yang's house, and brought a group of people back with him.

    Bai Yang came in to change his shoes, and looked around the living room. Good guy, this pack of Long Tu sits in Kaifeng Mansion, Zhao Bowen sits in the center, Zhang Long, Zhao Hu Dynasty, and Ma Han are separated on both sides.  The colored stapler is pressed on the coffee table, and it can also be used as a guillotine when it is enlarged. Before Zhao Bowen left home, he made a bold statement that he would bring thousands of troops.  There are two people I don't know.

    Two middle-aged men with big horses and golden knives sat side by side on the sofa, wearing black sweaters, at least they were characters at the level of Zhan Zhao Yumao. One cat is enough to make people frightened, so here are two Yumao at once.  One of them was drinking tea with a disposable paper cup in his hand, while the other was holding a thick material. When Bai Yang was looking at them, they were also looking at Bai Yang. The two approached Zhao Bowen and whispered something. Old Zhao looked up.  He glanced at Bai Yang and nodded at them.

    Bai Yang changed his shoes and walked into the room with his schoolbag on his back. Zhao Bowen also got up and followed. When Zhao Bowen moved, everyone moved, and they all gathered together.

    It seems that they are waiting for themselves.

    "Where are your thousands of troops?" Bai Yang threw his schoolbag on the bed, turned his head and asked Zhao Bowen, "Uncle Zhao, where are the thousands of troops you promised? Why are these few people here?"

    "You can't bring all of them into your living room, Yang Yang." Zhao Bowen squeezed his shoulders hard, "You won't believe how many people I have managed and what a huge project I have completed.  In the words of Archimedes, give me a fulcrum, and I can lift the earth I really lifted the earth."

    Bai Yang looked at him seriously for a while, Zhao Bowen was smiling, but he was indeed thinner and haggard, with dark circles under his eyes.

    "Where have you been these days? Uncle Zhao, have you seen all the messages I sent you?" Bai Yang asked.

    "I can't answer your first question for the time being. This question has to be kept secret for two hours, and I won't tell you until twelve o'clock." Zhao Bowen said, "I have seen all the messages you sent me. To be honest, the information you provided  The information has helped us a lot, well done, Yang Yang, people all over the world should thank you."

    As he spoke, he patted the boy on the shoulder.

    "Then where did you come from?"

    "This has to be kept secret." Zhao Bowen waved his hand, "I will tell you after twelve o'clock."

    "The Riddler get out of my room." Bai Yang curled his lips, Zhao Bowen is so secretive, if you keep it secret, keep it secret, if you don't tell it, don't tell it, what's the reason for keeping it secret for two hours?

    Why wait until after twelve o'clock?

    "Let's talk about business, how is the radio station?"

    "Everything is normal." Bai Yang replied.

    "Where is bg4msr?"

    "Everything is normal." Bai Yang said, "We have been spending time building the data transmission system during this period, and it is close to success."

    "I heard from your father and Lao Wang about this. You have done a good job." Zhao Bowen pointed to the icom725 amateur radio station on the bookshelf, "Contact bg4msr now, we are all waiting for you to come back and do this."

    Bai Yang crossed Zhao Bowen's shoulder and glanced at the door of the room. His father, Uncle Wang, and the others were standing at the door, and the two Zhan Zhao stared at him with lightning-like eyes.

    He nodded, sat down on the chair, put on the headset, plugged in the power, turned on the radio, and started calling bg4msr as usual.

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    "Eh? The weather?"

    Ban Xia was taken aback.

    She glanced outside, "The weather is fine."

    "Okay, bg4msr, now go to a place where you can see the night sky, over."

    "Night sky?"

    Pinellia doesn't know what the other party is going to do. It stands to reason that the image transmission test is going to be carried out tonight, but bg4mxh said that the test has been postponed until tomorrow. There are more important things to do tonight-the more important thing is to arrive  go outside?  Ban Xia didn't understand, but she did it anyway. The girl took the walkie-talkie, left the room, climbed up to the attic, and sat on the roof.

    The night wind in the late autumn of November was very cool. The girl leaned out, flinched, and wrapped her clothes tightly.?, we may miss it when we go back to get dressed, then all our efforts will be in vain.  Zhao Bowen was also a little anxious, he turned his head and shouted at the person at the door: "The exact time!"  Report the specific time!  "

    A Zhan Zhao at the door opened the document in his hand, "The estimated time is from 23:55 pm on November 14th to 00:10 on the 15th to pass through Nanjing City, Jiangsu Province, and the mid-heaven altitude is 88 degrees!"

    Bai Yang and Zhao Bowen focused their attention on the alarm clock at the same time, and the current time is 11:49 p.m.

    "Let her look up to the sky, it's above her head!"

    Zhao Bowen leaned over and lowered his body and voice, Bai Yang could see that the former's forehead was obviously sweating.

    "bg4msr! bg4msr!"

    "I am here."

    "Look up! Look up to the sky! It's on top of your head!"

    overhead?

    Ban Xia kept her head up, and there was still a silent starry sky above her head.

    She didn't see anything.

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    "Nothing at all?"

    "Nothing." Bai Yang nodded, "She didn't see anything."

    "Then waitwait"

    As the minutes passed, Zhao Bowen became more and more anxious. The minute hand of the alarm clock pointed to 55 minutes, and it was already the scheduled time, but there was no abnormality on the bg4msr side. The minute hand pointed to 0 o'clock, and there was still no abnormality on the bg4msr end.  Zhao Bowen started spinning around the room.

    "Is there something wrong?" Zhao Bowen paced back and forth, talking to himself, "No one can say for sure, after all, after such a long time, it is normal if there is an error, it may be a few hours earlier, or later  a few hours"

    Everyone was looking at Zhao Bowen. Old Zhao was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but the others didn't know why he was so anxious.

    "Ask about the situation again, Yang Yang, ask again." Zhao Bowen said.

    "I asked, everything is normal."

    Bai Yang would ask every minute, and the time has come to twelve twenty.

    "Bg4msr, what's the matter? over."

    "There is no situation."

    "bg4msr?"

    "There is no situation."

    "bg4msr?"

    "Nothingcan I go back? It's really cold here, I want to go back and get dressed."

    "Wait! Wait! Let her wait!" Zhao Bowen yelled, spreading his fingers, "I'll count to five! It will definitely come! Five—! Four—!"

    "three——!"

    "Two point nine—! Two point eight—!"

    Bai Yang shook his head, "Uncle Zhao, if you count like this, you can count until next year."

    "Two! One!" Zhao Bowen blushed, "Here it is, if you don't believe me, ask."

    "Bg4mxh, bg4mxh, what's the situation with you?" Bai Yang put on the headset again and called.

    "There's nothing wrong with it, I just want to go back to my warm little bed, back to my warm little quilt, that's where the heavens God!"

    The girl's exclamation and screams suddenly burst out from the earphones, and Bai Yang sat up suddenly.

    Zhao Bowen stopped suddenly.

    "My God, my God!"

    "Bg4mxh! bg4mxh! Meteor! Look, it's a meteor!"

    Ban Xia opened her small mouth and looked up at the sky. Above her head, a long meteor streaked across the sky. It was so bright and dazzling that it overwhelmed the bright stars in the sky at the moment it appeared.  It came so suddenly that people were caught off guard, as if the gods had cut a long, narrow and straight opening with a sharp knife on the velvety night background, bursting out white skylight.

    It took a full five seconds for the first meteor to disappear, and its remnants remained in the atmosphere for a long time. Then the scene that shocked the girl to the point of losing her voice appeared. In the direction where the meteor came, the second and second meteors  Three, fourth and even more meteors pierced the darkness. The girl had never seen such a dense, bright and majestic meteor shower. When they streaked across the sky, the earth seemed to be illuminated. The meteors were blue and purple.  Red, green, they are like sharp swords and spears, and they traverse the airspace under Pegasus and Andromeda like a rainbow, as if the gods are using a brush to smear a majestic and heroic picture on the autumn celestial sphere.  Pen.

    Meteors passed over Pinellia's head, and exploded in the sky, turning into colorful and enchanting flowers in full bloom.

    The girl stood blankly on the roof of the building, watching clusters of bright flowers bursting above the deserted city, she suddenly burst into tears.

    On a night in late autumn, Ban Xia saw the most spectacular fireworks in human history.

    It did not rise from the ground, but descended from the nine heavens like lightning piercing the sky!

    At 0:20 of the night, the wanderer who had been away from home for 20 years returned from a distance of 400 million kilometers and re-entered the atmosphere.  The genius remembers the address of this site in a second:One late autumn night, Ban Xia saw the most spectacular fireworks in human history.

    It did not rise from the ground, but descended from the nine heavens like lightning piercing the sky!

    At 0:20 of the night, the wanderer who had been away from home for 20 years returned from a distance of 400 million kilometers and re-entered the atmosphere.  The genius remembers the address of this site in a second.

 Summary of the main body

    The book is written here, 220,000 words, half of the length, the total number of words in this book is expected to not exceed 500,000 words, which is about 400,000 words.

    The subscription results are more than 6,000 subscriptions, and the reward status is six leaders. The results are average, not high or low. The goal I set for this book is to have more than 10,000 subscriptions at the end of the book. I don’t know if it can be achieved—— Judging from the current data  There is still a long way to go before Wanjun (I hope that comrades who read pirated editions can support the genuine ones, and it doesn’t cost much to book a full book of less than 500,000 words. Every subscription is very important to the author, please).

    Regarding the arrangement of the creation progress, the plan is to finish it at the end of the year, and there are still more than two months to go, so it should not be a big problem.

    In addition, I am thinking of the title of the fourth volume.

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 Text Chapter 1 The Ordinary World

    "Now, students take out the 38 sets. This question has been mentioned before, do you remember? Come on, look at the fifth question of the multiple-choice question. Are you familiar with this question type"

    The math teacher was lecturing on it, and the air was filled with the sound of rubbing papers, fine chalk dust swirled in the winter sun, Bai Yang sat on his seat with his head propped up, and the tip of his pen pointed at the test paper, as if he was listening to the class.  I don’t seem to be listening. The air conditioner is not turned on in the classroom, and the index and middle fingers holding the pen are a little stiff. After entering December, the temperature change curve is like a hibernating snake, and it has never climbed above ten degrees. This autumn is particularly cold.  In short, the fallen leaves of the sycamore trees on Zhongshanmen Street are still summer when they leave the branches under the action of abscisic acid, and it becomes winter when they fall to the ground.

    The plane tree is fifteen meters high, and it is as long as fifteen meters in autumn.

    It has been half a month since Bai Yang's life returned to calm. Zhao Bowen took away his icom725 amateur radio station, analog relay, motherboard, and all related materials, not even a scrap of paper——  All the work has been taken over by professional departments, and the state machinery is running. The resources and abilities he has mastered are far beyond the reach of a high school student. Bai Yang can imagine that the old amateur radio station will be regarded as a treasure by Uncle Zhao and the others.  Putting it in a top-notch electromagnetic wave quiet room and using the most advanced survey and detection methods, a large group of experts will stare at it all day long. As an old and broken amateur radio station, it is truly glorious to be able to mix it up like this.

    So Bai Yang became an ordinary senior high school student in the High School Attached to China Southern Airlines. He no longer needs to save the world, he only needs to save his own college entrance examination results.

    The huge pressure that was on his shoulders dissipated in an instant, and the shadow of the doomsday also dissipated along with the pressure. People of Bai Yang's age always have blind confidence in the power of the country without knowing the source. He always thinks,  There must be a solution to all problems in a place that I can't see. As long as the country takes action, everything will be fine. The crisis of annihilation will no longer exist the moment the professional department takes over.

    Look at all the students sitting in the classroom, look at the teacher standing on the podium, the students on the playground outside the door, the cars on the road outside the school, thousands of people in this world are living normally, how can there be anything  What about the end?

    Thinking back now, the girl who lived alone twenty years later is far away and blurred like a phantom, everything that happened in the past is like a dream, Bai Yang wakes up from the dream, the world is running as before, bg4msr just appeared in the dream  people.

    It's just that I don't know if she has received her photo?

    Has Uncle Zhao successfully sent her his photo?

    Bai Yang thought silently.

    Can she cooperate with those people?

    I hope that Uncle Zhao can apologize to her on his behalf and explain the reasons clearly, otherwise Bai Yang will feel uncomfortable when he keeps thinking about his missed appointments.

    "Topol! Poplar!"

    Bai Yang suddenly woke up.

    Teacher Liu, the head teacher, pointed to the paper on his desk, "The page has been turned."

    Bai Yang hurriedly buried his head in turning the pages, but he didn't know which page he turned to, so he had to peek at the papers of the next group.

    "It's the third year of high school, be more serious in class." The teacher raised his voice, "You have few months to go to class, you must cherish your high school life, now the sprint stage, students work hard to improve their scores, is it right to be admitted to China Southern Airlines?"  Dream."

    "Little Baiyang! Why are you willing to condescend to wait for us to leave recently?" He Leqin grabbed his neck and smiled, "What about your plan to save the world? Finished?"

    "No." Bai Yang said, "It's just that other people have taken over, and my work is over."

    "Didn't you get a medal?" Yan Zhihan asked from behind, "After all, you saved the world. With such a great contribution, I don't think it's a problem to send you into Qingbei."

    "Then I'll try my best to see if the country can remember my hard work and great contribution, and reward me with a recommended admission to Tsinghua University." Bai Yang said lazily, "It's best to give me another apartment in Beijing's Fifth Ring Road.  A job with a lot of money and little work close to home, don’t you think?”

    "If you are rich, don't forget each other!" Young Master He patted his left shoulder.

    "If you are rich, don't forget each other!" Brother Yan patted his right shoulder.

    "Go, go, the youngest family is so rich, why do you take the exam." Bai Yang knocked off the hands of the two of them, "Let your father spend money to send you to Harvard."

    Next night for self-study, Bai Yang returned home with Yan Zhihan and He Leqin as usual, the three of them chatted while walking, hooking their shoulders and backs, swaying around, there was no need to rush to turn on the radio when they got home, and Bai Yang was not in a hurry, he could take his time walking.  There is a constant flow of traffic on the road. It is the time when high school students go home from school. Students ride bicycles, stand on the side of the road to take taxis, and walk back home.They come and go, and they are all the school uniforms of the High School Attached to China Southern Airlines. Bai Yang, He Leqin and Yan Zhihan are just some of the thousands of students in Nanjing.

    There is no end of the world, no hyperspace radio, and no black moon in the sky.

    This is an ordinary world.

    Bai Yang walked into the community with his schoolbag on his back, said hello to Uncle Cai Dong who was on duty in the security booth at the entrance, and went upstairs with a brisk pace, climbed up to the eighth floor in one breath, and took out the key to open the door.

    He changed his shoes in the porch while groping to turn on the light. Because he stopped messing with the radio, his father and mother’s routines returned to normal. They had already gone to bed at eleven o’clock in the evening, and Uncle Wang didn’t come anymore. Reversing the future to save the world  The amateur radio emergency communication headquarters has not started work for a long time, and may never start work again in the future. The living room is clean under the bright lights, and the messy radio stations, relays, motherboards and materials seem to have never existed.

    Those people cleaned up so quickly and cleanly, even if Lao Bai Laowang wants to make these things public and tell others, they can't find evidence and proof.

    Bai Yang pushed open the door of his room with his schoolbag on his back, and his mother's confused voice came from the bedroom: "Yang?"

    "Well, I'm back."

    "There is food in the kitchen." Mom said.

    "Got it." Bai Yang put down his schoolbag, went to the kitchen and turned on the rice cooker. The fried noodles were still warm and lumpy, but it didn't hinder eating.

    Bai Yang returned to the room with the tray and sat on the chair. This was his familiar life trajectory. Everything seemed to have remained the same, but something was different.

    He cast his eyes on the bookshelf beside the table. There was a large space above the grid of the bookshelf. Something had been placed there for a long time, and it left a square impression on the old wooden bookshelf.

    Bai Yang fell silent, staring at the bookshelf in a daze for a long time.

    That light-coloured, long-unsunburned mark is the only evidence that a piece of his life has been taken away.

    bg4mxh!

    bg4mxh!  Today I went to Xuanwu Bay again. I saw a lot of roselles along the way, and picked some back to make tea.

    bg4mxh, the temperature has dropped today, I need to wear more clothes, I have a very thick cotton jacket, is it cold over there?

    bg4mxh, programming is so difficult, so difficult, so difficult, so difficult——!

    bg4mxh, want my photo?  Then you have to trade your photo for it!  Equivalent exchange, understand?

    bg4mxh!  bg4mxh!  bg4mxh!  bg4mxh!  bg4mxh!

    Bai Yang woke up startled.

    His mind is full of people shouting bg4mxh.

    Bai Yang took out a pair of earphones from the drawer, plugged it into the phone and played music, then lay on his back on the bed and closed his eyes. He wanted to drive away the chaotic thoughts in his mind, and the phone was letting Xian Qi sing "Blossoming Waves".

    "La la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la la."

    "I want you to stay with me and watch the turtle swim in the water."

    "Slowly lie down on the beach, counting the waves one by one."

    "Don't be afraid, you won't be lonely."

    "I will always be by your side"

    "Let you have fun."

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 Main text Chapter 2 The doomsday plan of the middle-aged man

    The next day.

    Bai Yang got up and had breakfast, and saw canned dace with black bean sauce and canned Merlin luncheon meat on the table, both of which were bought by his father, even though his father was confident and assured him that professional power would intervene, and the problem would definitely be resolved, think about it  Well, what about a country of 1.4 billion people, or a world of 7 billion people, can we really sit back and watch the sky fall?  The power of all human beings is twisted into one rope, even if an asteroid is about to hit the earth, it can be pushed back by it-the old man said so, but he secretly bought cans everywhere and moved them in boxes  When they came back, they gave Bai Yang and his mother a taste. The three of them ate the canned food for a week, and now Bai Yang felt sick to his stomach when he smelled the canned food.

    In addition to canned food, Dad also bought bows and arrows, daggers, electric shock devices, helmets, soft body armor and ceramic bulletproof inserts on Taobao.  Be a military military evaluation blogger.

    Mom said that if you are really so confident, can you stop saying one thing and do another?  You make noise every night, and sooner or later the neighbors will complain.

    Dad plausibly said, how can I do one thing and do another?  As a middle-aged man whose desires have declined in all aspects, can't I have some extra hobbies?  Have you ever seen those jellyfish?  The model of that wall, it's normal for me to play with a knife and dagger!  After he finished speaking, he turned around and called the master worker, quietly instructing the wall to be thickened with plywood.

    Uncle Wang is really looking at houses in Lulou Town. The old houses in the countryside are worthless. Old Wang spends a lot of money. He and his father secretly plan to open up the basement. The design drawings are bigger than a coffee table when they are unfolded, reversing the future and saving the world Amateur Radio Emergency Communication  The Zombies in the Command Headquarters came back to life. Two old middle-aged men marked material storage, freshwater storage, weapon depots, underground garages, and a serious command headquarters. Judging by their posture, they don’t seem to be building some kind of doomsday refuge.  Instead, they are building the last secret base of the Human Resistance Army.

    This is the doomsday survival plan for middle-aged people.

    Zhao Bowen still had no news when he went there, and all external communication was cut off. I don't know which laboratory he is staying in at the moment, and he is fully protected. There are military police with live ammunition outside, strictly guarding at every level.  According to the plot routines of so many sci-fi disaster movies that Bai Yang has seen, the protagonist group who survive to the end must have a group of little people, and there must be a scientist. He doesn't know if he is that little person, but Zhao Bowen is likely to be that scientist.

    Bai Yang still went to school as usual. He felt that the place with the strongest apocalyptic atmosphere in the world was his living room. It was still sunny when he opened the door and walked out. The young mother was pushing a stroller to bask in the sun in the community.

    He Leqin asked Bai Yang to play video games on weekends. The two guys didn't have the slightest sense of urgency when the college entrance examination was approaching. The former was rich at home, while the latter was absent-minded.  Although he is not good at reading, he is good at playing games. This guy has been in the arcade with his father since he was a child, and the time spent touching the joystick is longer than that of a pen. He claims to be the number one master of the post-zero King of Fighters in Nanjing, and he is proficient in King of Fighters 97 and 98  , Wherever he sits in the arcade hall is the throne, unshakable.

    So He Leqin took Bai Yang to fight the King of Fighters together, avenging "Civilization" with bloody rounds.

    Bai Yang rolled his eyes and said how many people of our age still play King of Fighters?

    He Leqin said that we are the last banner of the post-00s who stick to the King of Fighters!

    Anyway, the game coins are all invited by Mr. He, so Bai Yang has the right to treat himself as a companion for Mr. Kuo. He squeezed his voice and told He Leqin that Mr. He invited you to play with him, and there is also a bed service at night. Do you need it?  As long as the price increases by 1,500, you can ask for anything.

    He Leqin said rolling rolling rolling.

    After six o'clock in the afternoon, the two of them came out of the video game city and left the noisy and chaotic environment. Bai Yang's ears immediately became clean, and he stood on the steps and took a deep breath.

    "Little white sheep! Let's go!" He Leqin walked a long way, turned around and called him, "Find a place to eat."

    It was getting dark early in December, and the street lights came on very early. Bai Yang put his hands in his pockets and walked behind He Leqin's buttocks.  What are you going to do?"

    "Revenge on society." He Leqin said, "Make a big news, such as blowing up the White House."

    "Be serious."

    "Be serious and don't curse me." He Leqin said, "Your brother, I eat three meals a day, two bowls of rice every day, drink milk at night, and go to the gym on weekends. How come I will die in five years? Listen to a saying  Have you ever been? Old He, Old He, eating an old sow doesn’t hiccup—"

    "No kidding, if the plan to save the world fails, everyone will be finished in five years." Bai Yang stood in the shadow under the tree, He Leqin couldn't see his expression clearly, and couldn't make up his mind for a while.??How to reply.

    "Topol—"

    "Prepare early." Bai Yang interrupted him, "I'm not joking, Mr. He, your family has money, you can run far away, find a safe place to hide."

    He Leqin was a little surprised. This endless sentence asked me to find a place to hide it. Where could I hide it?

    "Hiding? How to hide?" He Leqin asked, "Where to hide? Will there be a big earthquake or a big flood?"

    "There is a high probability that they came down from the sky." Bai Yang said, "So they should hide underground, the deeper the better. There are many tunnels in the southwestern mountainous areas of Guangxi and Guizhou, and they should be good hiding places."

    "They? Aliens?"

    Bai Yang nodded.

    "ThisLittle Aries, have you been under a lot of pressure lately?" He Leqin leaned over and waved his hands in front of Bai Yang, "Why are you talking so much?"

    "you do not believe me?"

    "Believe it, believe it!" He Leqin said, "Have you seen "2012"? It's really the end of the world. I asked my father to spend money on a plane to fly you to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau."

    He Leqin reckoned that Little Aries must be under too much mental pressure because the college entrance examination was approaching. He knew that Bai Yang's mother had high hopes for her son, but the college entrance examination matter, one depends on the ancestral grave being buried well, and the other depends on the fact that there are big bosses in the family.  The third is to be born with a good mind, and the fourth is to run away under the pressure of parents—the pressure exerted by parents may not be effective. China Southern Airlines Nanli does not mean that you can pass the exam. The goal is set well and the score is high, but the score is fate.  , so how many scores you can get in the test depends on fate-this is He Dashao's perception of the college entrance examination. He feels that his estimate of his own score is not as accurate as the fortune-telling at the street stall. After all, he also casts the dice for the questions.  , Little Aries must have been delusional under the pressure of the college entrance examination.

    ?Because the college entrance examination failed to pass the China Southern Airlines Nanli University, so the little white sheep is about to be destroyed in the delusional world.

    "Let's go, let's go eat!" He Leqin dragged Bai Yang into the alley, "There is only food in this world that can't be let down!"

    The two found a restaurant on the street, Bai Yang ate and drank enough, so he really didn't want to think about it.

    It seems that eating and drinking can solve the problem.

    At eight o'clock in the evening, Bai Yang was dizzy from eating, all the blood supply to his brain was snatched away by his wriggling intestines and stomach, he went upstairs and went home in a shaky footstep, and took out the key to open the door.

    With a "click", the light in the living room shot out from the crack in the door and landed on Bai Yang's face.

    At that moment, he thought he had gone to the wrong door.

    Bai Yang turned his head and glanced at the house number, and he was right.

    The living room was full of people again. Bai Yang saw clearly the tortoise-shell glasses on the face of the person sitting on the sofa, and immediately became sober.

    The long-brained whale sucked all the blood from the intestines and stomach to the head, making his face flush.

    "Zhao Zhao"

    Bai Yang was dumbfounded.

    "Yang Yang." Zhao Bowen smiled wryly, and spread his hands towards him, "I'm really sorry, we are back again."

    ?

 Text The physical book is on the market!

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    Dangdang Taobao and Jingdong’s major e-commerce websites have pre-sale channels, just search for the title of the book directly. If you want a signed version, you can go to the Dangdang self-operated store of United Reading and Creation. There are 1,000 copies of the signed version for pre-sale.

    Compared with the serial version, the paper book has undergone major changes. The author cut off the second part, which had a decline in word of mouth, and only kept the first part for publication. In addition, the physical version also has an exclusive new 4-character extra "Origin".

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 Main text Chapter 3 I am willing

    "I'm so sorry, we're back again."

    Zhao Bowen smiled wryly.

    "Uncle Zhao."

    Bai Yang went in to change his shoes, but he didn't know what kind of battle it was. How did Zhao Bowen return the carbine?  Didn't he fly away with the radio and never hear from him?

    Bao Longtu once again sits in Kaifeng Mansion, the dynasty Ma Han, Zhang Long, and Zhao Hu are lined up on the left and right, a large stapler is on the coffee table, five strange middle-aged people are standing or sitting, with solemn expressions, the battle is obviously more serious than last time  Bigger, last time there were three imperial cats, this time it was the five rats making trouble in Tokyo, Bai Yang glanced over, and the person standing against the wall on the far left was a little thinner, with a long face and a hooked nose, Bai Yang called him a squirrel,  The second person from the left is sitting on the sofa, folded his hands and closed his eyes to meditate. Bai Yang called him the Chu Dishu, and the one sitting with the thorough mouse was the Fanjiang Shu, and the one opposite the Fanjiang Shu was the Chuanshan Shu, and the last Jinmao  The mouse looks the youngest, probably less than thirty years old, standing on the right side of the living room.

    Not only Zhao Bowen is back, but Wang Ning is also back.

    Lao Wang is crossing his legs at this moment, flipping through a large stack of thick materials in his hand.

    After Bai Yang changed his shoes, he walked into his room with his schoolbag on his back, and was surprised to find that the icom725 had been returned to its original owner, placed on the bookshelf in good condition, almost intact.

    Zhao Bowen followed in and sat down on the bed.

    "What happened?" Bai Yang put down his schoolbag, "Why did it come back? You have finished your research? Are all the problems solved?"

    Zhao Bowen shook his head.

    "During this period of time, we have only achieved one result, and only figured out one thing. Other than that, we don't know anything."

    "What's up?"

    Zhao Bowen got up, leaned against the bookshelf, and patted the casing of the radio lightly.

    "Yang Yang, have you asked where bg4msr lives?"

    Bai Yang was taken aback.

    "Plum Blossom Villa."

    "What building and number?" Zhao Bowen continued to ask.

    Bai Yang choked, then scratched his head, "No I didn't ask, after all, it's not polite to directly ask a girl's specific address Besides, she lives alone in the apocalyptic era, so it doesn't make sense to ask her which building and number she lives in.  "

    "It's really meaningless." Zhao Bowen said, "But you missed a very important piece of information because of this."

    "Information?"

    "Yes." Zhao Bowen nodded, "Let me ask you again, do you know which radio station bg4msr uses?"

    "How could I know this?" Bai Yang was taken aback, "There are so many radio stations in the world, almost everyone in the old ham group has one."

    "Look, you haven't turned your head around, the authorities are confused." Zhao Bowen pointed at him, "But it's normal, we gradually realized this after many tests, and now I'll tell you where bg4msr lives  , and which Guai Er Wu radio station she uses."

    "Youyou know?"

    "I can't be 100% sure, but I guess it's close to ten." Zhao Bowen replied, "bg4msr lives in No. 66, Muxuyuan Street, Qinhuai District, Nanjing, Zhongqinyuan, Building 11, Unit 2, 804, Meihua Villa."

    "This is my home address!" Bai Yang exclaimed.

    "But it's also her home address." Zhao Bowen said.

    "Uncle Zhao, youyou mean"

    "That's right, she lives in your house." Zhao Bowen pointed to the floor under his feet, "Maybe she is still in the same bedroom as you, lying on the same bed, and you have slept together in the same bed for two months without knowing it.  "

    Bai Yang was dumbfounded.

    "Damn it."

    "Next, let's talk about the radio station, you should have guessed it."

    Bai Yang's eyes fell on the radio station.

    "Her crutch is two or five"

    "That's right." Zhao Bowen patted the casing of the radio, "It's yours."

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    "Want to know how we found out? That's a long story."

    "I have enough traffic." Bai Yang sat down, "Speak slowly."

    "Actually, I had doubts for a long time. We knew very early on that the energy of this station did not radiate outward, right?" Zhao Bowen also sat down, "The spectrum analyzer can't detect the electromagnetic waves radiated by it, so where did the energy go?  What? Where did the high-frequency vibration generated by the crystal oscillator inside the radio go?"

    "We don't know the mechanism of hyperspace communication. There must be an incentive behind this thing that we can't understand, because we can't capture the electromagnetic waves radiated by the radio station on 14.255mhz, so it is unlikely to be radio wavesAfter being launched, it travels through time and space. It is more likely that it was transmitted to 2040 when it was inside the station.  "Zhao Bowen continued, "It's just that we couldn't determine at which link it traveled through time and space. It may be at the crystal oscillator step, it may be at the power amplifier step, or it may have traveled through the internal feeder twenty years later.  "

    "Now do you know?"

    "Got it." Zhao Bowen said.

    "Where did the signal travel through time and space?"

    "It's at the source, the crystal oscillator of icom725 radio station." Zhao Bowen said, "That day we took the Guaierwu radio station back and sent it to Nanjing University of Science and Technology as soon as possible. We borrowed Nanli's electromagnetic wave anechoic chamber.  An anechoic room? The walls on all sides are densely covered with square pyramids. There are often fighter jets placed in this room to measure the performance of electromagnetic components.  Polyurethane sponge, this kind of dark room can shield and block the electromagnetic interference outside to the greatest extent, and ensure a clean electromagnetic environment. We put the radio in it and conducted a comprehensive test, and accurately measured the level of each component inside the radio.  Measured to confirm where the signal was cut off, and finally found that it never left the crystal oscillator, after figuring this out, we have a preliminary inference on the mechanism of the radio’s overtime and space communication.”

    "Resonance?"

    "That's right." Zhao Bowen nodded, "The resonance of time and space, the internal crystal oscillator of your radio station directly drives the crystal oscillator of the other station's radio station when it vibrates, so as to transmit information instantaneously. In this way, information is transmitted between the two radio stations.  The speed of transmission exceeds the speed of light, but the speed of information transmission cannot exceed the speed of light, so I have reason to suspect that the icom725 in your hand and hers are actually the same station—because it is the same station, so in its own view, it is only in the  Talking to yourself, there is no information transmission, and it does not violate the existing laws of physics.”

    "With the occurrence of super-space-time communication, is the rule that the speed of information transmission cannot exceed the speed of light still important?" Bai Yang asked.

    "It's not important." Zhao Bowen said, "But I have to find a basis, right?"

    "All right."

    "If you two use the same radio station, then it is a reasonable deduction that you live in the same place." Zhao Bowen said, "But the above is speculation, and the experimental results are the strong evidence to prove my idea-we did  A lot of experiments, and finally got a very bad result."

    "What result?"

    "This radio station, as long as you leave your bedroom, you will no longer be able to contact bg4msr." Zhao Bowen replied, "Your time-space communication cannot be reproduced anyway. We put it in various places for testing.  Outside Nanjing, underground, in the air, or even pulling it to an altitude of more than 20,000 meters, and connecting it with a super-gain antenna, it will not work at all.”

    "According to thisyou haven't contacted her for half a month?" Bai Yang's eyes widened.

    Zhao Bowen nodded helplessly.

    "We formed an expert group, invited all the people we could, and did a lot of research within our ability. To be honest, there is not much to study about the two-five-dollar thing. It is too simple. We put  It searched over and over again, but couldn't find anything." Zhao Bowen continued, "Finally, we reached a consensus that starting from icom725 radio station to investigate the cause of the doomsday after 20 years is not feasible, and it is not a good idea.  entry point, so we sent it back as quickly as possible, and sent it here."

    Bai Yang was silent for a moment, then raised his head and asked, "Then what's next? What are you going to do next?"

    "It depends on your opinion." Zhao Bowen said, "It depends on you, Yang Yang, we have several plans, but we all agree that the best candidate is always you, because you and bg4msr are the most familiar, and the relationship between you  The connection is the most stable, she listens to you the most, of course I have to admit that this is a very stressful task, it should not be undertaken by a high school student, so if you don't want to, we also have"

    "I do."

    Bai Yang interrupted Zhao Bowen almost without thinking.

    "You can think about it, don't give me an answer now, we can give you time to think about it"

    "Don't think about it." Bai Yang said, "I am willing."

    Zhao Bowen was a little stunned. He looked at the young man in front of him sitting silently on the chair, with his head down and his face sideways, with one foot bent and flat on the chair, and two hands pressing on his ankles.

    What is he thinking at the moment?

    Zhao Bowen thought to himself.

    This is a heavy responsibility like a mountain, shouldering the life and death of all human beings, Lao Zhao can't imagine what kind of psychology this is, he is just very worried, worried about whether his thin shoulders, thin arms and young back can bear the burden of thousands of years.  Jun heavy burden.

    &lt;/div&gt;"Back, can you bear this tremendous burden?"

    &lt;/div&gt

 Text Chapter 4 Iron Hands Pursuing Life

    at the same time.

    Bai Zhen and Wang Ning were sitting in the living room looking through materials. The paper materials brought back by Zhao Bowen could fill one suitcase, and the electronic documents brought back could fill another suitcase. This afternoon Zhao Bowen put the colorful folders  When they stacked one by one to exceed the height of everyone present, Lao Bai and Lao Wang thought that the goods had just ransacked the printing shop downstairs, but Zhao Bowen turned around and took out the SSD from the suitcase, one by one.  Only the base is higher than everyone else—it seems that this guy has also robbed Bainaohui, Lao Zhao patted the folders and hard drives on the coffee table, and told everyone that this is all the work we have done in the past half month.

    It was hard for both of them to imagine that Zhao Bowen had done such a huge amount of work in just half a month, and they were amazed as they watched.

    "Nanjing high-altitude ionosphere f2 layer balloon suspension radar reflection experiment"

    "From September to December, the wide-area monitoring record of electromagnetic signals in East China in all frequency bands."

    "Monitoring records of sunspot activity and changes in the Earth's magnetic field from September to December."

    "Cosmic Microwave Background Radiation Atlas What is this? cern? european organization for nuclear research?" Bai Zhen frowned, a stack of papers in his hand was in English, and he understood a nuclear, "Nuclear weapons? Good guy, you guys are still doing it."  To nuclear weapons?"

    "Cern, the European Center for Nuclear Research." Fan Jiangshu, who was sitting opposite Bai Zhen, explained, "It is for high-energy physics research, not for nuclear weapons."

    "Haven't you seen a high-energy particle accelerator and a large hadron collider in the news?" Wang Ning showed his great knowledge, and at the same time despised Lao Bai's ignorance.

    "Europe? Did you find Europe?" Bai Zhen asked.

    "To be on the safe side, I asked Cern for a copy of past experiment records." Fanjiangshu replied.

    Bai Zhen put down the materials in his hand, "Awesome, you guys have really done a lot in the past half month."

    When the five people heard this, they felt a little cramped at the same time, as if they were uncomfortable all over. They turned their heads and glanced at Bai Yang's room at the same time, and then said in a low voice, "Isn't it because there are iron hands chasing after you?"

    "Iron hand chasing after life?"

    Bai Zhen and Wang Ning were taken aback.

    "Old Zhao?"

    Fanjiang Mouse nodded: "Teacher Zhao."

    "Why is it called Iron Hand?" Bai Zhen asked.

    "Because he always asks people to applaud." Torch Mouse looked very helpless, "It's not that the iron hand can't bear it at all."

    "Why is it called chasing life?"

    "I have a chance to see what he looks like when he urges you to work." Sitting on the same sofa, the mountain rat still had lingering fears. He hesitated, "The donkeys in the production team don't work like this either."

    Bai Zhen opened a thick black folder again, and on the first page was a striking red seal - "Top Secret".

    "Crack!" With a snap, he closed the folder again.

    "This is something we can watch for free?" Bai Zhen raised his head and asked them.

    "Look at it as you like." Chemoshu nodded, "You can read all the documents brought here, and they are what you need to know."

    Bai Zhen took a deep breath, and solemnly opened the folder. Since he took the college entrance examination when he was twenty, Bai Zhen has never come into contact with such a highly classified document.

    At this moment he felt that he was an important person.

    In the folder is a project proposal, a thick volume, roughly estimated to have more than a hundred pages.

    "China Construction Eighth Engineering Bureau Co., Ltd."

    "Purple Mountain Observatory of the Chinese Academy of Sciences."

    "The Rock Mechanics Laboratory of the Rock Physics and Reservoir Geomechanics Discipline Group, Institute of Geology and Geophysics, Chinese Academy of Sciences."

    "The name is really long." Bai Zhen murmured in a low voice, "Nanjing City Deep Earth Rock Mechanics Science Project Rock Mechanics? Is that civil engineering?"

    Wang Ning also came over curiously to have a look.

    The two of them flipped back page by page, looking at the flowers, and roughly understood what this proposal was for. It was a scientific project to study the impact of human engineering on the deep underground geotechnical structure of Nanjing City.  Jointly planned by the Institute of Geology, the China Construction Eighth Bureau is responsible for the construction. According to the plan in this engineering project book, they will dig a deep pit underground in Nanjing City and install a small unmanned laboratory to measure the impact of rock formations.  power situation.

    But Bai Zhen didn't understand why he showed it to himself, and he didn't do geology and civil engineering. Why did the scientific research projects on geology and rock mechanics get mixed into the Amateur Radio Emergency Communication Command of Reversing the Future and Saving the World?

    "This is another time capsule."?The mountain rock is 1,600 meters thick, and Nanjing Metro Line 3 has Mochouhu Station, the deepest subway station in Jiangsu Province. Zhao Bowen dug a small tunnel from the tunnel of Line 3, 30 meters above the head  Thick soil and rock formations.

    "We dug a secret room under Zitai, and a secret room next to Mochou Lake Station. The two are backups for each other. All equipment can be transported in from the subway station and placed in the secret room. After everything is arranged properly, the subway  The entrance to the tunnel is sealed off." Zhao Bowen said, "In this way, we only need to dig a small passage from the ground, which can accommodate one person to pass through, and the amount of work will be reduced by at least 80 percent."

    "What about the power system?"

    "Nuclear batteries." Without hesitation, Zhao Bowen said, "Multiple nuclear batteries are connected in series to generate electricity, and can be used for more than 25 years."

    "What about heat dissipation?"

    "There is a lake next to Mochou Lake Station, and we have designed a water-cooling channel." Zhao Bowen replied, "The secret chamber under Zitai is shallower and can be ventilated."

    This guy has already taken everything into consideration.

    In just half a month, how much did they do?

    "We have four groups advancing at the same time, and Mr. Zhao is the second person in charge of the entire project." Fan Jiangshu said.

    "I said I would bring thousands of troops."

    Zhao Bowen looked down on the audience: Am I awesome?

    Bai Zhen: Awesome!

    Wang Ning: Awesome!

    Zhao Bowen: Applause!

    The audience applauded enthusiastically.

    "The whole project is called a rock and soil mechanics science project, but its actual purpose is absolutely confidential. On the surface, the purpose of digging the hole is to install the rock force detection device, and in fact it is to bury the data recording system." Zhao said.  Bowen went on to say, "Once the system is sealed, only one person in the world can open it."

    "bg4msr." Bai Zhen said.

    "Among all of us, Lao Wang is the one who treats her the best." Wang Ning said, "Gift after gift, up to nine days to embrace the moon, down to five oceans to catch turtles."

    "When will this project start?" Bai Zhen asked.

    "Start work?" Zhao Bowen sneered, and said in an indifferent tone of disdain for all heroes: "It has been completed. ?

 Text Chapter 5 Please, save me

    "If those who eat public meals are as efficient as you" Bai Zhen muttered.

    "Then I will be exhausted." Wang Ning said.

    Bai Zhen suddenly remembered that Lao Wang is also a public servant, and he is also a department-level cadre, but Bai Zhen always thinks that Lao Wang is a model of wasting taxpayers' money and hindering the country.  There are too many people like Wang, and the development of northern Jiangsu cannot catch up with southern Jiangsu.

    Lao Wang said that Nanjing is a fart of Subei.

    "Actually, there is still a lot of work that hasn't been started in time, and half a month is still too short." Fan Jiangshu slowly pushed the hard disk on the coffee table to Bai Zhen's side, "but I can't stand Teacher Zhao's urging, let us  Return the radio as soon as possible, so we have to return it."

    "It's not a small risk if we can't get in touch for such a long time." Bai Zhen said, "It would be better if we send it back sooner."

    "Old Bai, you don't feel pain in your back when you stand and talk, and you don't take responsibility. Do you know how much pressure I'm under? It's not me who has the final say on such a big matter. I have leaders above me, and leaders above me  Leader, how much effort did I spend persuading them? So many people want to use this radio station for research, who stopped it?" Zhao Bowen slapped the table angrily, his tone was very fierce, "every decision we make has a  It may affect the fate of all mankind, every internal reference and report I write is recorded, if history proves that I am wrong, then I am a sinner for all mankind, do you understand?"

    "I understand." Bai Zhen said.

    "You know a jerk." Zhao Bowen said.

    "Don't fucking swear." Wang Ning reminded, "You two dicks pay attention to the occasion."

    "Cough cough." Fan Jiangshu cleared his throat, "Don't argue, everyone, Mr. Zhao has indeed contributed a lot. Without his leadership and full promotion, the progress of the project would not have been so fast."

    "The focus of our next work is to analyze the cause of the black moon and the manifestation of the doomsday disaster. This is the premise of all follow-up actions. Only by figuring out what will happen in the future can we prescribe the right medicine and find a solution. Now there are dedicated  A team of people is analyzing bg4msr's drafts and notes of her teacher, and at the same time, you need to let bg4msr go to the secret room as soon as possible to take out the data records." The mouse said, "The secret room under the Purple Terrace is called the first base, and it is located at the bottom of Mochou Lake.  The one below is called the second base, and the two bases serve as backups for each other, as long as she finds one of the bases, she can retrieve all the information."

    "Have the two bases been completely completed?" Bai Zhen asked.

    Chedishu was startled, then nodded immediately.

    "It's finished. The construction team has been working overtime for the past half month. They entered the tunnel after the subway stopped running at 11 o'clock in the evening, and evacuated before 6 o'clock in the morning. The safety gate was just installed yesterday."

    "How safe is it?" Wang Ning asked again.

    "We have done the safest thing we can." This question was answered by the mountain mouse. Both Bai Zhen and Wang Ning guessed that he was the person in charge of the project. After all, he also looked like a civil engineer, and his name also resembled a civil engineer. "Three defenses,  Anti-nuclear, anti-chemical, and anti-biological. The shell of the base is a one-meter-thick reinforced concrete structure. We poured 260 tons of cement into it.  No leaks for ten years."

    "There is only one passage to enter, and only one person can enter inside the passage. The security door is a vault level, a solid steel plate 30 centimeters thick, and voiceprint recognition. Once it is closed, only one person in the world can open it." The mountain mouse continued,  "No matter from which point of view, it is the safest time capsule in the world. We think that the first base and the second base will persist until twenty years later. There is no problem."

    "Can no one open it anymore?" Bai Zhen asked, he asked the people sitting in front of him with his eyes, "Including"

    "Including us." The rodent nodded.

    "Extraordinary." Wang Ning clapped his hands.

    "How big is the current situation?" Bai Zhen asked.

    "I can only say what I know. At present, four expert groups have been formed, one in Nanjing, one in Hangzhou, one in Sichuan, and one in Beijing. The elites from all over the country are in these four groups.  The Nanjing group is the most important, and Mr. Zhao is the deputy group leader of the Nanjing group." Chedishu said, "There are two white kings, and you are also the deputy group leader."

    "I?"

    Wang Ning and Bai Zhen spoke in unison, equally surprised.

    "Both of them are." Chedishu nodded, "You are the most core members of the entire task force, and we hope that you will be able to ensure that the work will not go wrong."

    "I promise to complete the task." Bai Zhen sat up straight.

    "Who is the team leader?" Wang Ning asked casually.

    "The leaders of the four groups are allHe also serves as the top leader of the prefecture and city.  "Torch Rat replied, "in order to give the greatest resource support.  "

    Bai Zhen and Wang Ning were taken aback, the specifications were so high.

    "Because this is not a child's play." Zhao Bowen sighed, "This is a war, old fellows, and it will start soon."

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    Bai Yang carefully straightened the icom725 radio station, and placed it in its original place. The four legs of the radio station were pressed against the imprint of the bookshelf. Bai Yang tried to restore it to its original state, and Zhao Bowen also tried to restore it to its original state.  , From the appearance, Bai Yang can't tell that it has been taken away for detailed research, although people put the underpants of this station under a microscope and looked back and forth three times, they did not let it go when they recovered  There is no error in any detail, how many turns each screw is turned.

    After half a month, Bai Yang was a little dazed when he touched the familiar icom725 radio station again.

    He thought it would never come back.

    Its return is as unpredictable as parting.

    Bai Yang slowly restored it to its familiar appearance, connected the power supply, plugged in the microphone, connected the tuner, put on the earphones, calmly and methodically——strangely, he didn't feel anxious, he knew he had  Haven't contacted that girl for half a month, maybe she is not on the channel tonight, maybe bg4msr gave up looking for him in the past so many days, maybe that girl no longer believes that he will appear again, he didn't even think about it  What are you going to say later, what are you going to say later?

    haven't seen you for a long time?

    Are you all right?

    How are you?

    Bai Yang's mind was empty.

    With a slight "click", Bai Yang pressed the power button, the yellow LCD screen of the icom725 radio station lit up, the frequency was 28.350mhz, and boundless current noise rang out from the earphone.

    Bai Yang then turned the FM knob, and the numbers on the LCD screen jumped accordingly.

    28.325mhz.

    28.320mjz.

    28.100mhz.

    25.425mhz.

    The frequency is approaching little by little. In the electromagnetic wave world invisible to the naked eye, Bai Yang traveled long distances and approached the girl step by step.

    15.420mhz.

    14.875mhz.

    14.300mhz.

    Arrived at the door.

    Bai Yang plucked up the courage to raise his hand to knock on the door, he finally turned the knob, and the frequency jumped.

    14.255mhz.

    He is back again.

    The moment he opened the door, he heard the girl's soft sobbing echoing in the room:

    "Are you still there? If you are still here, don't ignore me, pleasehelp me, please, save me"

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 Text Chapter Six The Last Battle of Resistance in Human History

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    The pendulum has been hanging on the Zifeng Building for a long time. It does not know how long it has been hanging, because it has no sense of time. It makes no difference to it for a second, a year, ten years or a hundred years.  Tainong uses harvesters, what concept of time does it need?

    So it hung there and swayed, and the rain and the wind blew, and the green moss slowly climbed up its body, and it looked as if it was a part of this planet.

    If nothing else, it will swing like a pendulum until the planet is destroyed.

    The mother machine did not take it back. This is not a mistake of the mother machine, but a normal error allowed in mathematics. 25,473,629 harvesters were released at the same time, and one of them was not recovered. The recovery rate  It also reached 25,473,628/25,473,629, 25,473,629  An error of one-ninth is acceptable in calculations, just as the omission rate of one-in-seven billion is also within the allowable range. No one can achieve a 100% success rate, because this universe does not allow it.

    This universe loves the beauty of incompleteness. It is so obsessed with imperfection and broken symmetry that it runs through the essence of the universe from beginning to end. In a way, this universe is unique. There are so many in this world.  Most of the universe loves perfection and perfection, so they are chaos and eternity from birth. Perfection is good, but incompleteness can give birth to possibility and uncertainty. Uncertainty is more fascinating than eternity.

    The mother machine thinks so, and so does the mother machine's mother machine.

    The pendulum thinks of nothing.

    It just hangs there for birds and small animals to climb up and make nests.

    It likes this green world very much. There are so many crop fields in the galaxy. This farm is actually not special. Relatively speaking, the crops on this farm mature very slowly, probably due to environmental problems. Crops are grown in a too comfortable environment.  They don't seek to make progress. It is foreseeable that after the harvest of this batch is over, it will take a long time for the next batch of crops to mature.

    It may take five million years, or it may take ten million years, or even fifty million years, or even one hundred million years.

    But the pendulum doesn't care.

    The parent machine doesn't care either.

    Time is also meaningless to the mother machine. It is the characteristic of the mother machine not to care about time. They don't care about time. The mother machine has completed the task and closed its eyes.

    When the next batch of crops is ripe, another mother machine and harvester will come, just like the last harvest, the last harvest happened in the extremely distant past. After the harvest, the mother machine never opened its eyes again, it was just quiet  They stayed in orbit 380,000 kilometers away from this planet until now.

    After completing the task, both the mother machine and the harvester should return to the universe. They were originally borrowed from the universe and should be returned after completing the task.

    Therefore, no matter whether it is recovered by the mother machine or not, the pendulum thinks that there is no big difference. It hangs here quietly and sleeps, waiting for the universe to recover.

    It thought this was its own end.

    Dust to ashes, dust to dust, everything to the mother machine, everything to the universe.

    Until that night, the bright meteors streaked across the night sky and exploded into gorgeous flowers on the horizon.

    The pendulum opened its eyes again.

    It may not be a statistical error, but her inscrutable wisdom, that the mother machine left herself here before finishing her work.

    It experienced the feeling that the mother machine said, uncertainty is indeed the most beautiful thing in this universe.

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    [Excerpts from the interview: The last battle of resistance in human history:

    Bai Zhen is the third person interviewed by the author. He still rents out taxis in Nanjing City, takes a car during the day and goes home at night, and lives his peaceful life as a petty citizen. With the development of human civilization to this level, Bai Zhen is the one who lives the most comfortable life.  This kind of person, even if the sky falls, he will be the last to be hit, so Bai Zhen has always been calm and unhurried. The end of the world is just too much bragging for him. The meeting was at seven o'clock in the evening  The date was the second weekend after the interview with Zhao Bowen, and the location was in a small roadside restaurant near the Guoxin Zhuangyuanlou Hotel in Nanjing.

    When Bai Zhen came up to pick up the menu, it was Qiao Taishou who messed up the mandarin ducks. He didn't see anything wrong. While ordering, he asked the writer, teacher, if you have any taboos?  Do you want to eat pork?  Do you drink or not?  Is it your treat?

    I answered affirmatively to the last question, and Bai Zhen was relieved.

    Neither of them drank alcohol, nor did I, and Bai Zhen didn't dare to drink, so he took out two glass bottles of Arctic Ocean from the freezer, and clinked the tops of the bottles.

    &nbp; bg4msr and her teacher.

    I said.

    That's right.

    Bai Zhen picked up a piece of fat intestines, trembling and greasy.

    How did bg4msr discover that big eyeball?

    I asked.

    On the contrary, based on the information we have collected, we are more inclined to find the girl first. We still don’t know how the big eyeball obtains external information, but it has a big eye and its eyesight should be very good. bg4msr  Said that she was just going fishing in Xuanwu Bay as usual, and when she looked up, she found a ball growing on the roof of Zifeng Building in the distance.

    Bai Zhen talked while eating.

    That is the big eyeball?

    That is the big eyeball, the only living swordsman we have ever met, Bai Zhen nodded, maybe the big eyeball is sleeping on the Zifeng Building, or it is sleeping in other places, and after waking up, it wants to climb to a higher position,  Detect the environment in a place with a better view. Anyway, no matter what the situation is, when bg4msr saw it, it was climbing on the top of the Zifeng Building.

    Bg4msr actually escaped.

    I said.

    She was astute, but also nearly killed.

    Bai sighed.

    She was terrified, and we just couldn't get in touch. At that time, the radio station was being tested in a full-wave electromagnetic wave quiet room.

    Really hard work.

    I said.

    Bai Zhen put down the chopsticks in his hand, fixedly stared at the Arctic Ocean glass bottle on the table, his eyes became distant: it was very hard work, the last man and last swordsman on earth, this is the last resistance in human history  In the battle, we have already failed once in the future, and we cannot fail again today. In order to fight against the swordsman, we will give everything we have.

 Main text Chapter 7 Don't dare to turn on the light

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    "bg4msr, bg4msr, this is bg4mxh, I'm here, can you hear me clearly? over."

    Bai Yang let go of the microphone, feeling a little uneasy.

    The other party suddenly lost his voice. Bai Yang pressed the earphone, and could vaguely hear trembling breathing and crying.

    "bg4msr, I am bg4mxh, received your signal, over."

    Bai Yang turned up the volume to the highest, he seemed to hear the other party whispering something, but he couldn't hear clearly.

    "bg4msr?"

    "asshole——!!"

    ?Hedong lion's roar filled the brain with magic sounds, and the girl's voice erupted from both sides to pinch the brain at the same time. Bai Yang was startled, and subconsciously pulled off the earphones.

    "Bastard——!"

    "Silly x——!"

    Bai Yang grinned at being scolded, but dared not say anything.

    It was his fault that he lost contact for a long time. If he made a mistake, he should stand at attention and be beaten.  He could imagine how many emotions the other party had accumulated in the past half month, how much panic, fear, sadness, and anger needed to be vented. Fortunately, he came back quickly enough, before the girl was still only fearful and angry, not yet desperate.

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    When Banxia heard the sound of bg4mxh in the earphones, her emotions immediately collapsed. She cried until she couldn't make a sound, and when she was able to catch her breath, she took a deep breath, wiped away her tears, and yelled at her microphone:  "Bastard! Bastard! Stupid! Where have you been? Where have you been"

    This round of cursing silenced the other party.

    The girl fell limply on the chair, hit her forehead on the table, and panted slowly.

    "sorry."

    Ban Xia straightened up, wiped her red and swollen eyes, and sucked her nose.

    "I'm too emotional I shouldn't scold you"

    "I should be the one to apologize, bg4msr, I'm sorry, it's my fault that I lost contact for so long, the radio station was taken away by someone else, and I just returned it today." The earphone explained, "Is the situation on your side okay?  over."

    "Not good, not good at all."

    "What's wrong?" The voice in the earphone suddenly became tense.

    "I dare not turn on the light now." Ban Xia said.

    She did not turn on the light, and sat alone in a dark room with the curtains drawn tightly. The only light source was the indicator light on the radio station and the dark yellow LCD screen.

    She has spent two weeks in such a cold and dark night without lights, and she has to rely on a small LED flashlight for activities in her own home. She is so cautious that she walks lightly, and does not even dare to make a sound.

    For so many nights, Ban Xia curled up on the bed, listening to the howling wind outside. She wrapped herself in a thick quilt, but she couldn't feel a little bit of security. She always imagined that huge black shadow crawling on the Plum Blossom Villa 11  On the outer wall of the building, eyeballs rolled around, checking window by window.

    One day, that terrible eyeball will come to the window of his house, and it will look in through the gap in the curtain, and see the shivering little ball curled up on the bed.

    Then it will whisper like a ghost: Come out——I found you——

    Ban Xia could only hug the small blue plastic desk lamp, and shed tears under the blanket.

    She was too weak and helpless, and the people who could give her the most support could not be reached.

    Since when did the old icom725 radio station become her spiritual support?  Since contacting bg4mxh, Banxia feels that she has a solid armor and backing, which makes her strong, brave, and no longer afraid to face the world, but people always become stronger and stronger at the same time.  Fragile, once she loses bg4mxh, Ban Xia immediately falls into a helpless situation, and she becomes more vulnerable than ever.

    "Why don't you dare to turn on the light? over."

    "Turning on the light will expose you." Ban Xia replied, "You will be discovered by it."

    "It?" Bai Yang was a little surprised, "What is it? Another Bengal tiger came? over."

    "No, it's not a tiger, it's something much scarier than a tiger." Ban Xia said, "It's Big Eyeball, it's back, it's looking for me."

    As for Big Eyeball, or Swordsman (Swordsman was the code name given to it later by the emergency team), Bai Yang's cognition is vague, he only knows that Big Eyeball is a monster shaped like a spider, with six long legs and a huge  The eyeballs may be more than ten meters in size, and they can climb freely on the outer wall of the building. Thinking about it this way, the image seems a bit silly (later Bai Yang learned that swordsmen are keen on cutting human beings into 30-centimeter-long pieces,  He doesn't think so).

    There is no doubt that the big eyeball is a very deadly human natural enemy.?Even Bai Yang can infer that it is inseparable from the extinction of human beings. A creature—or a machine in other words—that can completely destroy human civilization is absolutely extremely dangerous to a lonely young girl.

    "About two weeks ago, I went to Xuanwu Bay to look for food, because the fish at home were all eaten, and I had to catch some fish to replenish my stock." Ban Xia said, "I was digging for crabs on the beach at the time, and raised my head.  Looking around, I found a big ball lying on the roof of the Zifeng Building opposite."

    "Was it there before? over."

    "No, there must have been no such thing before." Banxia shook his head, "I don't know when it appeared, I don't know what it is, I just stood there looking and looking, trying to see it clearly, suddenly, it  A leg grew! A snake-like leg, twisting and twisting, like a tentacle."

    "Then what?"

    "Then the second leg, the third, the fourth, and the last six legs all grew out." Ban Xia continued, "That's when I realized what it was, my God, you know the shadow of childhood  Is it? It really scared me, I didn't expect that there are still big eyes in Nanjing now, and they have disappeared for almost twenty years!"

    "Is that the only one? over."

    "I only saw that one." Ban Xia said, "It must have seen me too, because it quickly climbed down from upstairs, jumped into the water, and swam towards the shore.  I didn’t have time to wear it, and I didn’t want my bicycle anymore. I lost my soul and didn’t have time to identify the direction. I just ran headlong, burrowed into the ruins, and burrowed wherever I went. If I ran on the road, I would definitely be overtaken. Can you  Do you feel that? There's a rattling sound behind me, it's getting denser, and finally I'm in a lot of rubble, hiding under a big concrete slab and holding my breath, and I hear something overhead  climbing."

    The girl spoke vividly.

    Contacting bg4mxh reassured her a lot.

    "I heard it digging, digging up the ruins. Dust and gravel fell from the top of my head. I didn't dare to move at all. I thought that even if I was crushed to death by the collapse of the ruins, it would be better than being found by that thing.  Well, it can still talk, it scared me to death." Ban Xia felt lingering fear, "It stuck its tentacles into the gap, and spoke with a very high-pitched, thin female voice, it said it—come out—you are here  Where is-?"

    Bai Yang was terrified when he heard that.

    "I hid under the ruins until it got dark, and when I climbed out, it didn't know where it was." Ban Xia continued, "At that time, I found that I ran to Nantu, and I really didn't know how to run.  I went there, and I slowly walked back home, never daring to go out again.”

    "Did you find it again later? over." Bai Yang asked.

    "No." Ban Xia shook his head, "It's hidden too, in the ruins of Nanjing City, it must be looking for me."

    Bai Yang turned his head, and saw the old king of Bai Zhen, Zhao Bowen, and others standing behind him, each with a more serious expression.

    "It's all your fault." Bai Zhen twisted Zhao Bowen hard.

    "It's all your fault!" Zhao Bowen twisted Wang Ning hard.

    "Fuck! It's none of my business!" Wang Ning was furious.

    "bg4mxh."

    "I am here."

    "Can you stay with me all the time tonight?" Ban Xia asked, "I'm afraid."

    "Okay, tonight we will stay with you in shifts, and we will never abandon you again." Bai Yang said, "The rest of us will help you figure out how to deal with this monster! ?

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    Bai Zhen unfolded a large Nanjing city traffic and tourism map, and glued it to the wall with transparent glue, making the living room look a bit like a headquarters.

    In various film and television works, there is always a map of the battle situation on the wall of the pre-war command post. A group of high-ranking generals pointing on the drawing with long whips in their hands, mobilizing thousands of troops with a few words.  Bai Zhen, the second-year-old middle schooler's ideal headquarters, fantasized that he would become an important person since he was a child, so Bai Zhen joined the army after graduating from high school, but the ideal is beautiful but the reality is cruel.  Zhen realized that he had nothing to do with the general in his life, and he could at most be a driver.

    "This is Plum Blossom Villa, where we are." Bai Zhen took out a black oil-based marker and drew a small circle on the map, "It is also where bg4msr is."

    Zhao Bowen, Wang Ning and others sat on the sofa, their eyes fixed on the map on the wall.

    "Base No. 1 is here." Bai Zhen found Gulou Park on the map, and he drew a circle at the intersection, "Under the Zitai."

    Everyone nodded.

    "Base No. 2 is here." Bai Zhen then found Mochou Lake on the map, and drew a circle to frame the blue Mochou Lake, "It's here at Mochou Lake."

    "It's at Mochouhu Subway Station." Said the Mountain Mouse.

    The three black circles drawn by Bai Zhen form a huge triangle on the map. This triangle is seven kilometers long and four kilometers high. The three locations are the three apexes of the triangle.  According to the original plan, bg4msr should go to the first base or the second base to take out the data stored in it, but this plan was interrupted before it could be carried out.

    "Where is the big eyeball?" Wang Ning asked.

    "I don't know." Bai Yang came out of the room, he looked a little tired, and yawned, "That's a moving thing."

    "Itis it really a long-legged eyeball?" Fan Jiangshu still couldn't believe it.

    "Yes, not only does it have long legs, it can also crawl around." Zhao Bowen looked at Bai Yang, "Yang Yang, is the girl still in a stable mood?"

    "Steady." Bai Yang rubbed his eyes and yawned again, "But I was exhausted, so I fell asleep after relaxing."

    Old Zhao looked up at the wall clock. It was already one o'clock in the morning. They sent the radio back today, but they didn't expect that the next troubles would come one after another, and they have been tossing until now.

    "Go to bed when you're sleepy." Zhao Bowen looked at Bai Yang and yawned, "Yang Yang, do you still have to go to school tomorrow?"

    "go!"

    Bai Yang turned around and closed the door, he was also exhausted.

    The men went on to the meeting.

    "The place where the big eyeball first appeared was in Zifeng Building."

    Bai Zhen drew another circle on the edge of the Drum Tower Square.

    Zifeng Building, a famous landmark building in Nanjing, is also one of the tallest buildings in Nanjing. It has 89 floors above ground, 4 floors underground, and a total height of 450 meters.  A tall building, standing on the top of the building and overlooking Nanjing City must have a very good view, no wonder the big eyes want to climb there.

    "The distance between Zifeng Building and Zitai is too close." Fan Jiangshu frowned, "How long does it take to walk from Zitai's office building to the bottom of Zifeng Building? Only five minutes?"

    "It's not necessarily still in the Zifeng Building, it's a moving object after all." said Chedishu.

    "That's the trouble. It would be easier if it was just a fixed object." Fanjiangshu said, "Then we just need to give up the first base and go directly to the second base.  It is not safe to go to any base, and the life of the little girl will be seriously threatened."

    This is a ticking time bomb.

    Everyone is aware of this problem, bg4msr is in an extremely unsafe state, a powerful monster is wandering around Nanjing City, looking for her everywhere.

    "Hiding?" Wang Ning spoke.

    It's a choice.

    Big Eyeball is a powerful monster that cannot be fought against. It is even more impractical to rely on bg4msr to fight alone, and it will put her in great danger.

    Can't be provoked, can't you hide?

    "We plan the route so that she avoids areas where the big eyes may appear, and would rather take a detour to ensure that her personal safety is not threatened." Fan Jiangshu nodded in agreement, "I think what Section Chief Wang said is feasible  , You can’t head-on, head-on is hitting a stone with an egg.”

    "But how do we predict the area where the eyeball may appear? We"?Its knowledge is next to zero.  "Torch Rat asked a question, "If it is a living creature with the ability to think, then its trajectory is unpredictable. This is not a game. The NPC's trajectory is fixed and can be backboarded. We have no chance of trial and error.  One mistake and all games are lost.  "

    "If you can hide from the first day of junior high school, you can't hide from the fifteenth day. If you can run away, monks can't run away from the temple. If we can hide for a while, can we hide for a lifetime?" The mountain mouse also thought that hiding would not work, "If you don't solve it, it will be like a  It’s like a bomb that has been staying there, and it may blow up at any time. This is a huge safety hazard, and if it cannot be completely resolved, something will happen sooner or later.”

    "Solution? How to solve it? There is no way to solve it. You want a little girl under the age of twenty to fight a ten-meter-long monster? Isn't this letting her die?"

    "We can provide support and provide weapons."

    "If it's Schwarzenegger over there, I agree with this. Let a little girl carry a bazooka to fight aliens. What a joke."

    "It's better to take the initiative to attack than to sit still. If you don't solve it, you will be in fear every day."

    "Taking the initiative is a dead end."

    Everyone started arguing, and the opinions were divided into two factions. Wang Ning, Bai Zhen and Fanjiang Shu thought that it was absolutely impossible to confront the big eyes head-on. The risk of letting bg4msr confront Big Eyeball was unacceptable.  It is not a long-term solution, the big eyeball is a living thing, and bg4msr cannot hide in front of it for too long, if it is not resolved, then this serious problem will always exist, and eventually lead to serious consequences.

    "Stop arguing, everyone, stop arguing!" Zhao Bowen suppressed the voice in the living room, "Listen to me!"

    The others quieted down, and all their eyes focused on Old Zhao.

    "Old Zhao, what do you think?" Bai Zhen asked.

    "My point of view is to take a long-term view. This matter is definitely not so easy to solve. We can't get a practical plan and conclusion even if we talk all night tonight." Zhao Bowen said, "Everyone is right, we have not tried it.  If you make a wrong opportunity, the fault tolerance rate is extremely low. If you take a wrong step, you will lose everything. Therefore, we must act more cautiously, take your time, and don’t rush. I’m here tonight. It’s almost two o’clock soon. It’s time for everyone to get off work.  "

    Zhao Bowen is right, the time has already reached 1:40 in the morning, and it will be dawn if we continue to talk about it.

    Everyone got up and packed up, ready to go home.

    Bai Zhen sat on the sofa, watched the people leave one by one, and waved goodbye to them. He was too tired to get up to see them off.

    It was time for Zhao Bowen to go back, but Bai Zhen suddenly stopped him.

    "Old Zhao."

    "What's wrong?"

    Zhao Bowen is changing shoes at the entrance.

    "What's your idea?" Bai Zhen asked.

    "An idea?" Zhao Bowen put on his leather shoes, "What ideas can I have?"

    "My intuition tells me that you have an idea." Bai Zhen said, "You just kept scratching your head, grinning your teeth while scratching your head. From what I know of you, you are thinking when your expression is the most expressive."

    Zhao Bowen stood up straight and glanced at him.

    "I have an idea, but if it is not implemented well, it may lead to a world war But this is still too far away. We have too little information in our hands, and our eyes are almost black. We can't do anything under the current situation.  Any successful military operation in this world is based on sufficient and accurate intelligence work, so the first step should be to send a scout there."

    Bai Zhen was taken aback.

    "Scout?"

    Zhao Bowen nodded:

    "That's right, a good-eyed scout, bring binoculars. ?

 Main Text Chapter Nine Ah, I Want Chili Oil

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    Bai Yang was lying on the desk, drowsy.

    It's strange that sleeping in the classroom is more secure than at home. There are beds and bedding at home, and there are only tables and chairs in the classroom, and there are noisy voices.  Only by staying in the bright sunshine, in the busy urban area, and in the group of his peers, can he feel that the world is still functioning normally. Compared with the tense and depressive atmosphere of the doomsday building in his living room, the pressure of the college entrance examination is on the contrary.  It's nothing.

    If someone told Bai Yang at this moment that the problem has been solved and you just need to concentrate on the college entrance examination, that would definitely be a great liberation.

    Therefore, Bai Yang rejected Uncle Zhao's proposal to suspend his studies. Zhao Bowen suggested that Bai Yang could take the college entrance examination next year, so that he would not have to go to school in the near future, but Bai Yang shook his head without even thinking about it. For him, going to school was not a burden, but a break  .

    Anyway, the teacher didn't care about him.

    Bai Yang can sleep from morning reading until noon after school, and no one will bother him except He Leqin.

    He didn't know how Uncle Zhao was negotiating with the school, but no matter whether it was the head teacher or the teacher, if he didn't interfere with Bai Yang's class, sleep, and desert, he would even be exempted from handing in his homework.  With a hint of pity and pity, the head teacher called Bai Yang to the office if he had nothing to do, held his sign language and said earnestly that a person has only one life, academic performance, college entrance examination scores and so on are all trivial details, don't pay too much attention to them, if you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood  , you must pay attention to your body, and you must always find a teacher if you have any difficulties It seems that Bai Yang is a terminally ill patient, and his life is not long.

    "Little white sheep, they all said you were severely depressed." After class, He Dashao put his arm around Bai Yang's shoulders and said in a low voice, "What's going on?"

    "What severe depression?" Bai Yang frowned.

    "Some people say that you have been diagnosed with severe mental illness, but you are physically disabled and strong. While fighting against the illness, you insist on attending school." He Leqin explained, "It's so touching, little Aries, I propose that you run for the 2019 annual  Move Chinese characters."

    "Baiyang, are you okay?" Yan Zhihan also came over, "Is there really something uncomfortable?"

    "Damn it." Bai Yang was stunned, "Where did these rumors come from?"

    "Someone in the next class saw your father and a few others go to the teacher's office to look for Teacher Liu. They were really sad and sad. They thought you died in a car accident." He Leqin said.

    "You just died in a car accident." Bai Yang said, scolding his father secretly what the hell they were doing.

    "If it wasn't a car accident, then it was a diagnosis of some terminal illness." He Dashao said, "So you have depression. You can see that your mental state has not been quite right recently."

    Bai Yang wanted to scold her, it was all messed up, good things didn’t go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, unfounded rumors always spread the fastest in school, the students had nowhere to vent their exuberant energy after class, so they were chasing rumors everywhere, if Bai Yang  Knowing which big mouth this nonsense came from first, he insisted on kicking that person's ass hard.

    "Don't believe in rumors, don't spread rumors, the Internet is not illegal, just wait for it to turn around, thank you." Bai Yang yawned, "I just lack sleep."

    "Are you okay?" He Leqin was still worried.

    "fine."

    "That's a pity." Young Master He shook his head, "Fortunately, I told people that you were severely depressed and attempted suicide by jumping off the building several times."

    "Sure enough, you are a traitor!" Bai Yin flew into a rage and wanted to kick his ass.

    "What time did you go to bed last night?" Yan Zhihan asked.

    "Go to bed after one o'clock and fall asleep after three o'clock."

    Bai Yang's insomnia has become more and more serious recently, especially when he learned that his room is the room of bg4msr, and the two of them are actually living in the same room, Bai Yang began to dream, which can't be called a nightmare. In the dream, he opened his eyes,  I could see a vague black figure whose face couldn't be clearly seen sitting by the bed, that figure didn't move or speak, it had no eyes, but Bai Yang knew it was staring at him.

    Although there was an interval of twenty years, Bai Yang still seemed to be aware of the girl's existence. When he sat in the room, everything was silent, as if another person's breath was rising and falling in the air.

    "I'm going to bed." Bai Yang lay down again, "Call me after school, and have dinner with my two lovers."

    "Cha." He Leqin said, "The servant will leave."

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    Bai Yang really fell asleep until school was over, but the more he slept, the sleepier he became, and the more he slept, the more confused he became, and his brain was not clear all the time.Then, I went out of the school gate and found a place to eat soup dumplings on Lanqi Street.

    He Leqin ordered three drawers of steamed stuffed buns, one drawer of crab roe, two drawers of steamed buns, and three bowls of big bone soup. Six o'clock after school was the peak meal time. The restaurant was full of students, Bai Yang, He Leqin, and Yan Zhihan.  Finding a seat near the gate and sitting down, He Leqin patted Bai Yang's shoulder, "Wake up, why haven't you slept enough all day?"

    "Because I'm a superhero." Bai Yang said, "Although I'm just an ordinary student during the day, but at night"

    "Still an ordinary student." Yan Ge said.

    "At night, I will transform."

    "I know!" He Leqin quickly answered, "It's Superman in Underpants!"

    "That's right. At night, I will turn into a superman in underwear to fight for justice. When I see injustices on the road, I will roar, and then continue walking." Bai Yang said.

    Three high school students sat at a table, and the topic must have changed from mobile games to gossip.

    Bai Yang, He Leqin, and Yan Zhihan gossip one by one, especially Brother Yan, who knows everything about men and women in the grade.  I changed three boyfriends in 2010, one was more frustrated than the other, and there was a scumbag in a certain class who was hung up on the post bar and the school wall because he owed money, and Yan Zhihan told the two of them the inside story of a certain person,  She lowered her voice mysteriously and said, do you know?  The so-and-so in the next class is actually

    oh——!

    Bai Yang and He Leqin exclaimed.

    "I haven't finished talking yet, what are you guys doing?"

    "Tell me." Bai Yang and He Leqin were waiting for her.

    "Actually——I'm so hungry, why haven't our soup dumplings arrived yet?" Yan Zhihan suddenly remembered that the three of them hadn't eaten yet, so she turned her head and shouted, "Waiter! Excuse me, why haven't our soup dumplings arrived yet?"

    Probably because there were too many people in the restaurant, the boss skipped the three of them, and Yan Zhihan decided to go to the counter to remind them.

    She got up and moved the chair to make way for a young waitress in black who was cleaning the table. Bai Yang and He Dashao sat in the same place, watching Yan Ge go around the tables, chairs and diners in the lobby, stepping on the dark floor tiles  , strolled to the counter to communicate with the boss, the girl gestured towards Bai Yang, then nodded, and went to the back kitchen.

    A moment later, she came out with three drawers of soup buns stacked high, and Yan Zhihan raised her eyebrows at the two of them with a rather smug expression.

    "Comrades, dinner is hereah!"

    Brother Yan passed between the two tables sideways, and suddenly screamed.

    Both Bai Yang and He Leqin were taken aback. They saw Yan Zhihan's foot tripping over the mop stick lying under the table, she lost her balance and fell forward.  Shoot it head on.

    Bai Yang and He Leqin's reaction at this time was opposite. He Dashao was retreating, escaping from the range of the out-of-control steamed buns, while Bai Yang jumped up and stretched out his hands, trying to catch the scattered steamer in midair, but someone reacted  Faster than him, he stabbed out with one hand, accurately caught the bottom steamer, and then stacked the steamer again from bottom to top. It only took less than a second to complete all this  Finally, Bai Yang and He Leqin came to their senses, and saw that the hand was holding three stacks of steamers steadily, hanging above the table.

    Yan Zhihan was also hanging above the floor, and she almost knocked her head on the corner of the table. If it was solid, it would be a big bag, but someone grabbed her at the last moment and pulled her back with great force.

    The young waitress in black straightened Yan Zhihan upright, then bent down and gently placed the soup bag on the table, her movements were very light, no different from ordinary girls, but her skills were incredible a second ago.

    All three were dumbfounded.

    The waitress wore an apron around her waist, picked up the three steamers one by one, and neatly arranged them. The soup dumplings were all intact. She raised her head and looked at Bai Yang, who suddenly felt palpitations, and there were arrows in those hazel eyes.  The same sharp gaze pierced his brain, as if trying to see through him. The girl lowered her head and retracted her gaze, rolled up the short hair around her ears with her fingers, and smiled at the three of them:

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    "Thank youthank you."

    The three of Bai Yang stammered their thanks, they were all stunned, and before they had time to say anything, the waitress had already set the tableware, smiled slightly, and quickly retreated and disappeared.

    Bai Yang ate the dinner without any risk, and went straight home after the evening self-study to ask the teacher. He wanted to know what these people said to the school, which caused the teachers to look at him so that he felt that he was old.  Not much, but as soon as he got home, he found a group of people crowded in his bedroom and chatting happily. Bai Yang was surprised——

    "That's right, that's right, it's Zifeng Building, and it only takes five minutes to walk there."

    "Wait a minute, we are looking at the map."

    "Look for it! Pharaoh, can you find any shortcuts nearby?"

    "How fast can that big eyeball move? Let's see if we can estimate a safe range"

    Bai Yang pushed open the door: "What are you doing?"

    The three old men turned their heads together like thieves, looking at their expressions, they thought they were the scene of a conspiracy.

    "I'm chatting with a little girl."

    The old man was holding the microphone, while Wang Ning and Zhao Bowen stood on both sides of the chair, one holding a large map in one hand, and the other holding a tablet computer.

    "You have already connected with her?" Bai Yang was a little surprised, he glanced at the time, it was only eleven o'clock, "So early?"

    "Earlier than you think." Zhao Bowen said, "We connected three hours ago."

    "Bg4msr, my son is back from school, let's chat next, over." Lao Bai happily gave up his seat and put his microphone on the table.

    "Thisisn't it only after eleven o'clock? Why is it so early today? Three hours ago?" Bai Yang dropped his schoolbag and squeezed over, a girl's crisp voice came from the speaker of icom725: "bg4mxh? You're back  ?"

    "It's me, I just came back, over." Bai Yang pressed his hand and replied, then turned to ask his father, "What's going on? It's not time yet?"

    The experience of the past few months told them that this radio station can only be connected to bg4msr after eleven o'clock in the evening, and not at other times.  , 6pm, and 8pm have all been tried without success.

    Only calls after eleven o'clock in the evening can ensure success.

    "This is because our understanding of it has gone one step further." Zhao Bowen pointed to the radio station, "We have found indirect evidence that the black moon is an important factor affecting the communication through time and space."

    "What kind of evidence?"

    "The evidence is the frequency." Zhao Bowen replied, "This is just a speculation. During the period when we took this crutch out for inspection, there were several conjectures within the team about the cause of the hyperspace communication.  We successfully verified one of them today—”

    "I just can't understand your virtue of twisting your tongue." The old man complained, "Can you tell me the key points?"

    "I have to explain the ins and outs clearly, right?" Zhao Bowen rolled his eyes, "If you have the ability, tell me."

    "I'll tell you what I say!" Dad snorted, "Actually, the reason is very simple. The reason why we were able to contact bg4msr in advance is because it was already there."

    Bai Yang didn't understand what this meant.

    "That's right, in fact, you can connect to bg4msr at seven o'clock in the evening, all the time." Zhao Bowen interjected, "You don't have to wait until after eleven o'clock in the evening."

    "But I tried it." Bai Yang was surprised, "It doesn't work at all!"

    "Because your frequency is wrong." Dad said.

    "14.255mhz." Bai Yang said.

    "She wasn't on 14.255mhz at seven or eight o'clock at night," said Dad. "That's the point."

    Bai Yang was dumbfounded.

    "Then where is she?"

    "About 14.305mhz." Dad replied, "This is what we tested."

    Bai Yang didn't believe it, so he decided to hold the microphone in his hand and ask directly: "bg4msr, bg4msr, let me ask you a question, do you adjust your radio frequency at night? over."

    "FM?" the girl said, "No, I have always been 14.255mhz."

    "Listen, she said she hasn't adjusted the frequency." Bai Yang leaned back in the chair loudly.

    "Of course she hasn't adjusted the frequency, but the frequency change is not necessarily artificial." Zhao Bowen explained, "You know about Doppler radar, right? The principle of measuring the target's flight speed based on the frequency change of radar waves is used by amateurs.  In radio activities alsoCommonly used.  "

    "Satellite shooting," Bai Zhen said.

    The so-called satellite shooting is a very common amateur radio activity. In addition to direct frequency communication, relay stations and ionospheric reflection, hams can also rely on artificial satellites in orbit for amateur radio activities.  Satellites with radio signals are called amateur satellites—for example, the Lilac series satellites developed by Harbin Institute of Technology. Of course, the International Space Station is also a super-sized amateur satellite (the International Space Station plays a very important role in the world amateur radio movement).  Long-distance calls can be made through amateur satellites, but it should be noted that amateur satellites are low-orbit satellites. Unlike geosynchronous orbit satellites, low-orbit satellites will not remain relatively stationary with the ground, and they will pass at a fast speed—once  There is a relative velocity, so the Doppler effect of electromagnetic waves is an influencing factor that cannot be ignored.

    When the satellite enters the country, the frequency of the electromagnetic wave will increase due to the rapid shortening of the distance. When the satellite leaves the country, the distance will increase, and the frequency of the electromagnetic wave will decrease. This principle is the same as standing in a train station and listening to the train  The whistle of the station changes exactly the same.

    Therefore, when ham is playing a satellite, it must adjust its own transceiver frequency according to the position of the satellite, which is called Doppler frequency shift.

    "I know this."

    Of course Bai Yang knew what the Doppler effect was, but he and bg4msr did not communicate via satellite, so why would he be affected by the Doppler effect?

    "Don't worry, listen to us." Zhao Bowen said, "According to the current experiment, we can draw a preliminary conclusion. After about half past six, we can vaguely catch a little bit of signal, and after seven o'clock  , the signal was clear enough to make a normal call, and the frequency at that time was 14.305mhz, which was much higher than 14.255mhz, why is that?"

    Bai Yang thought for a while.

    "Because something came in?"

    "In the middle of the night, after two o'clock in the morning, the best communication frequency will drop to 14.235mhz, why?"

    Bai Yang thought for a while.

    "Because something is leaving the country?"

    "What exactly is entering and leaving the country?" Zhao Bowen asked, "If you think about this time point, what will appear at 6:30 in the afternoon? It will stabilize at 12:00 midnight? It will start again after 12:00.  Extend the distance?"

    Bai Yang slapped his head.

    "Black Moon."

    "That's right, this is the indirect evidence we found. The change in the frequency of the radio station coincides with the change in the position of the black moon. The black moon must be an important factor affecting the communication through time and space. This is the first strong evidence we found."  Zhao Bowen said, "The speed of frequency change is about 10khz per hour. This frequency change is not small, so you can't contact bg4msr before eleven o'clock, and she is not within your reception range at that time."

    Bai Yang understood.

    He couldn't contact bg4msr during the day because the black moon was not in the sky.

    He couldn't contact bg4msr before eleven o'clock because the frequency was not matched.

    The bandwidth occupied by sending letters in ssb mode is very narrow (note that sending any information will occupy bandwidth, if a station sends a letter on a frequency of 15.000mhz, it actually occupies a frequency with 15.000mhz as the midpoint, not 15.000mhz  One point), generally speaking, among all kinds of radio modulation methods, frequency modulation occupies the most bandwidth, frequency modulation is greater than amplitude modulation, ssb is greater than cw, cw is telegraphing, it occupies the smallest bandwidth, but cw can only tick, the advantage of ssb is you  You can use it to talk directly and the frequency band it occupies is very narrow. The bandwidth occupied by Bai Yang's ssb mode is only about 20khz. His sending and receiving are mainly concentrated in the narrow range from 14.255mhz to 14.275mhz. Once the other party's signal leaves this  interval, he will not be able to receive it.

    Based on 14.255mhz at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, calculated according to the speed of frequency shift of 10khz per hour, the frequency in the first half of the night will be higher than this figure, the frequency of bg4msr at seven o'clock in the evening is 14.305mhz, the frequency of bg4msr at eight o'clock in the evening  It was 14.295mhz, and the frequency of bg4msr was 14.285mhz at nine o'clock in the evening, and it didn't enter Baiyang's acceptable range until ten o'clock in the evening.

    This is the first time that Zhao Bowen and others have confirmed that the black moon has an important influence on the communication through time and space.

    "Why does it have such an effect?" Bai Yang didn't understand, "The black moon is not a relay, the signal is not sent to the black moon, why does it cause the Doppler effect?"

    "Yes, none of you are using directional antennas, and you have to use Yagi to launch satellites. The black moon is not a relay, and this Doppler effect is not caused by the moving speed of the black moon." Zhao Bowen nodded, "So  We speculate that its influence is at a deeper level. This conjecture is very bold I did not propose it. I am not so wild. It is a comrade from the Institute of Physics who said that time and space are inseparable. Since the black moon has affected  time, then we cannot expect space to be unaffected, the Doppler effect of the radio signal is only an external manifestation of the influence of the black moon on space"

    "It's not the frequency of the radio wave that changes, but the space in which the radio wave is located." Zhao Bowen paused, "The black moon may be pulling and compressing the space on a large scale."

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    "It's not the frequency of the radio wave that changes, but the space in which the radio wave is located." Zhao Bowen paused, "The black moon may be pulling and compressing the space on a large scale."

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 Text Chapter Eleven The Last Table of Hot Pot

    Ban Xia raised Uncle Huang high and said, "Come - call Dad!"

    Uncle Huang turned his head away in disgust.

    It has lived for more than ten years, and it is really old and tall. Weasels can live up to nineteen years under natural conditions. Uncle Huang's age is equivalent to more than seventy years old in human society. In terms of seniority, he is at least two years older than Pinellia.  Senior, how dare this yellow-haired girl let her be called daddy?

    "No? I won't give you something to eat if I don't call Dad." Banxia approached it, staring straight at Uncle Huang's two small black button-like eyes with bright eyes, and the white mist that he exhaled slowly swirled in the air.  Uncle Huang turned his head away again in disgust, then broke free from the girl's grasp, slipped out through the crack of the door and ran away.

    It doesn't need pinellia to feed it, it can find it by itself.

    Pinellia watched the weasel's long, furry tail disappear in the crack of the door, and raised her hand to gather the collar of her denim jacket. After December, the climate became a little drier. The winter in Nanjing is not too cold, and it stays at zero degrees all year round.  The temperature is above, but Banxia is a person who is afraid of the cold. She also wraps herself tightly indoors. She has two sweaters on her upper body and a pair of thick wool pants on her lower body. When the temperature drops, she puts on long johns  Yes, it really reassures my mother.

    The room is cold and silent, the sun shines through the gaps in the curtains, the sun in winter is lazy, and the world in winter is also lazy, there are no sparrows sitting on the window sill and chirping, no sika deer and buffaloes kicking and kicking past the street  , leaving a deserted city.

    Ban Xia sat down on the chair and stretched her waist. When she looked out, she could see the tall buildings covered with vines on the opposite side.  Lin, made her feel that she was well hidden. If a certain big eye stood on a high place, she could only see large areas of reinforced concrete buildings below.

    The total area of ??Nanjing City is 6,500 square kilometers, and it is very easy to hide a person who is 1.7 meters tall.

    Bai Zhen, Zhao Bowen and Wang Ning suggested Ban Xia not to go out in the near future, not to leave Plum Blossom Villa during the day, and not to leave the unit building at night. No one knows how powerful the big eyeball is. It has a big eye  , It is very possible to obtain external information through visual means-maybe visible light, maybe infrared light, so the best way to deal with big eyes is to hide.

    Hidden behind thick cement and brick walls, the teacher took Pinellia to live underground for a long time many years ago, which shows that human architecture can play a protective role.

    Bai Zhen said that after so many years of hard work, human beings should have a little confidence in themselves. If they can't hear the names of aliens, they will be scared to death. Are you worthy of your ancestors for being so cowardly?

    What about big eyes?

    What about the black moon?

    Willing to cut himself to pieces, dare to pull the emperor off his horse!

    The girl took stock of her home today. She still has 30 kilograms of pickled venison, ham and salted fish, a jar of fermented bamboo shoots and sauerkraut, and two barrels of fresh water. Ban Xia estimated her food intake, so much  Things are combined with the native wild vegetables in Plum Blossom Villa, and it will not be a problem to persist for half a month.

    The only thing she has to do is to hold back and buy time for the other side.

    The world of twenty years ago is figuring it out.

    "Mom and Dad, what do you want to eat tonight?" Ban Xia poked her head out of the room, "I said I would go fishing for octopus these two days, but I can't go out now. I only have ham and salted fish at home. What do you want to eat?"

    "If you don't talk, then eat ham and salted fish?"

    "Okay, then eat this."

    Ban Xia decides to eat ham and salted fish at night, but she needs to be careful not to smoke when cooking. It’s okay at night, but during the day, the smoke from the fire can be seen far away, which may expose the location.

    Banxia tried the burying pot cooking method of the field troops, and dug a smokeless stove in the lawn of the Meihuashanzhuang community. This was taught by Bai Zhen. The girl waved a shovel to work for more than half an hour, and dug out a very crappy stove.  The stove is very small and can only accommodate a small aluminum pot the size of a palm, so Ban Xia went downstairs with the ingredients and sat on the grass with her knees crossed. The bone soup was gurgling in the aluminum pot.  Chopsticks, wait until the soup turns milky white, throw wild vegetables, venison, and sour bamboo shoots into the pot to rinse, rinse with chopsticks and eat with chopsticks, sweating profusely after eating.

    This is the last hot pot in the world.

    It's a pity that there is no bottom material.

    In an environment that lacks material conditions, it is very troublesome and difficult to prepare a hearty meal. The steps are cumbersome and require a lot of work. It takes a busy afternoon for a dinner of pinellia, but it is not the same as eating hot hot pot on a cold winter night.  What are these compared to the happiness it brings?

    &nbsp; This little joy and happiness makes Banxia feel that she was born for this.

    "There are many things in this world, you don't bring them with you when you die."

    "The only thing you can take away is yourself and your own temper."

    Ban Xia hummed softly.

    "You once had the most beautiful love, and you heard the most beautiful melody."

    "Touched the fear of being alone."

    "I have also seen the most beautiful scenery"

    She sat on the lawn, humming a song, her body shaking happily with the beat.

    "I stumbled towards you—"

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    After dinner, it's time for Pinellia to go to work.

    Every night is her working time. It used to be eleven o'clock in the evening, but now it is seven o'clock in the evening. Although the people at bg4mxh are trying to find a way, Banxia's side is not just sleeping.  All work requires her cooperation.

    Improving the data transmission system is the first work Ban Xia needs to complete now.

    Earlier, she built an image data transmission system under the guidance of bg4mxh and others, but she lost contact before putting it into use.  A pile of heavy and complicated tasks came over, knocking Banxia dizzy, bg4mxh secretly told her that there was no other way, now neither he nor Uncle Zhao is in charge, they are all under the control of others, and they can no longer do whatever they want.

    Zhao Bowen's prediction was correct. Building a data transmission system is indeed the top priority and the basis for follow-up work. However, the technology of Bai Yang Baizhen and others is too good, relying on the afsk modulation signal scheme, which the expert group can see at a glance.  After being killed, the bosses unanimously said that the transmission speed of this thing is too slow. Using such a small water pipe as thick as a pencil to drain the water in the Miyun Reservoir will take a year of the monkey?

    Zhao Bowen argued hard, saying that you have to consider feasibility and operability, considering that the girl over there does not have any technical foundation, the simpler the plan, the better.

    Therefore, after several rounds of discussions, the two parties compromised and decided to upgrade the modulation method of afsk to psk, and at the same time transferred two technical backbones from China Telecom Jiangsu Branch to help build the link.

    Ban Xia wants to see the night view of Nanjing twenty years ago, but has to wait a few more days.

    bg4mxh comforted her and said it's okay, this is a technical upgrade, which can transmit more and clearer pictures, which is a good thing.

    "Bg! bg! Can you hear me?" Ban Xia held the microphone and started calling, "I'm going to work!"

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    Upgrading the modulation method from afsk to psk still requires hard work on the motherboard program, and the hardware does not need to be changed. It is like the same computer, which can be installed with windows system or linux system. As early as when the data transmission link of afsk was built, half  Xia has already built a complete set of motherboards, radio stations, monitors, and input and output systems. This pile of electronic waste looks patchwork, but it is actually powerful. The Celeron 3150 industrial control motherboard is a cutting-edge technological creation before the destruction of human civilization.  , it has enough ability to complete the task assigned to it by Pinellia. After the end, such a thing will never be born again. If you want to find it, you can only search for it from the ruins. In layman's terms, it is called an ancient artifact.

    Different from the old method of modulating the sound frequency like afsk, psk is phase modulation. The experts sent by China Telecom Jiangsu Branch said that the transmission speed can reach the level of a two-megabit port, and video calls are nothing  big problem.

    Pinellia: Yeah——!

    Bai Yang: But the difficulty of installation and debugging is many times that of afsk.

    Pinellia: Ah——?

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    From 3:00 in the afternoon, Zhao Bowen was in a meeting until 7:00 in the evening. He was sitting on the sofa with his laptop on, and a Tencent conference was running on the computer. More than a dozen small windows were lit at the same time.  The shiny top of the head can be seen from the total hair volume of the participants, this is a gathering of the strong.

    The living room of Lao Bai’s house is becoming more and more like a headquarters, not because of how heavily guarded it is and how solemn the atmosphere is, but because of the endless signing of documents and endless meetings, and a large number of documents sent to  Here, they were randomly piled up in the corner of the wall, and quickly piled up like a mountain. When you flip through them, they are all red chapters. Wang Ning said that there may not be so many materials piled up in the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee. The meeting is more scalp-inducing than the materials.  Ma, there are seven or eight meetings a day, so busy that Lao Bai divides them into several groups, including engineering group, physics group, aerospace group, observation group, deciphering group, computer group and greeting group.

    The greeting group is full of leaders. They said that the provincial party committee, the provincial government, the municipal party committee and the municipal government are very concerned about you, and extend their sincere greetings to you from the beginning to the end.

    At this time, Zhao Bowen, Bai Zhen and Wang Ning could only put down their work and sit in a row in front of the computer, smiling and nodding while thanking the leaders for their concern.

    "How to say? Teacher Yang, is it possible to build such a model?" Zhao Bowen asked, "It is used to simulate and predict the target's trajectory."

    "It's very difficult." Someone in the physics team replied, "What do you think of the Supercomputing Center?"

    "Computing power is not a big problem. We have enough computing power." The supercomputing center of the computer group said, "The difficulties mainly focus on two aspects. One is that there is too little data to learn, and the other is that the previous  I have never done this kind of business before, and I have no experience, so it may not be accurate.”

    The Supercomputing Center paused and added:

    "The root cause is the lack of data."

    "Is it feasible to launch a telemetry satellite to survey and map the three districts of Qinhuai, Xuanwu, and Drum Tower in Nanjing twenty years later, and obtain accurate cad and gis vector maps as the basis for modeling?" Zhao Bowen asked.

    The aerospace team was silent for a moment.

    "There are many difficulties. Where should the satellite be sent? The telemetry satellite is too complicated and heavy to be sent to Mars orbit like last time."

    "Then let it stay on the moon, land on the surface of the moon, and find a place to hide it, just like Chang'e-4." Zhao Bowen said, "Wait until 20 years later, and then lift off from the moon and return to Earth orbit.  Do we have the technology to return to the lunar surface?"

    The aerospace team nodded:

    "Yes, Chang'e-5, which is going to be launched next year, is a lunar surface sampling and return probe. It's no problem to do this."

    "Then let it go to the moon." Zhao Bowen smiled and said, "Let's go up first and wait for Chang'e-5."

    The aerospace team frowned.

    Zhao Bowen is a pure layman in aerospace engineering. He probably doesn't know how many technical difficulties he has to solve in this sentence. Send a probe to the moon and come back after 20 years What a crazy plan this is.  Who can guarantee that the probe will not die on the moon?

    Forget it, this matter is temporarily put on hold, besides this, there are still a lot of problems.

    "What about telemetry? What kind of telemetry is used?"

    "Optical radar or synthetic aperture radar." Zhao Bowen replied.

    The eyebrows of the aerospace team were about to frown on the top of their heads.

    "Ms. Zhao, whether it is optical radar or synthetic aperture, if you want to get high-resolution and high-precision images, the satellite must be as large as possible.The more you sink, the harder it is to hit it. This is a problem that you can't have both. If you want to achieve the accuracy you require, the weight of the satellite may eventually increase to an unacceptable level.  "

    "I know it's very difficult, but I believe you can solve it."

    The aerospace team cursed "fuck!" at the place where the microphone could not receive the sound

    This is a typical unscrupulous party A.

    They only know how to make demands. As for how to do it, that's not something they should consider.

    "Go to the northeast and invite Changchun Institute of Optics and Mechanics—!" The aerospace team cried out for help.

    Bai Zhen and Wang Ning were sitting across from the coffee table to sign documents, and they signed smoothly. The only job of the two deputy team leaders was to sign the materials, and they didn't bother to read the specific materials. At first, Bai Zhen and Wang Ning hugged each other.  Examine the content with a responsible attitude towards the country and the people. After all, there is no such moment in this life that can reflect their importance. But later, the two found that they knew every word in the document, but they couldn’t read them together.  So old Wang Laobai corrected his attitude as a signature tool person, and at the same time lamented that incompetent people are incompetent everywhere, even if they hold great power, it is just a fully automatic manual signature machine.

    Sticky notes are thoughtfully pasted on the cover of each document to remind them which pages need to be signed. Bai Zhen signed a "Bai Zhen" at the end of a document that no one could understand, raised his head and said: "We  Twenty years after launching a satellite, let it stare at the big eyeballs, so you can fully grasp the movement of that thing?"

    Bai Zhen is even more amateur than Zhao Bowen.

    "Awesome!"

    Wang Ning, who is more layman, admired Bai Zhen.

    So the three laymen applauded together.

    The meeting continues.

    The deciphering team published their research results:

    "There is very little neat information in the teacher's draft, and most of it is graffiti. We cooperated with Sichuan University to do semantic analysis and found that there is a word that is often at the center of the teacher's thinking."

    "Which word?" Zhao Bowen asked.

    "Galaxy." The deciphering team said, "Galaxy."

    "Milky Way? Milky Way?" Zhao Bowen was taken aback.

    "Yes, Mr. Zhao, we suspect that this word may be strongly related to the source of the disaster." The deciphering team said.

    "Do we have an observation project of the massive black hole in the center of the Milky Way?" Zhao Bowen asked.

    "It is a multi-national joint project, mainly undertaken by two teams from the Max Planck Institute of Germany and the University of California, Los Angeles, using the VLT and Keck telescopes." The astronomical team replied, "The next step is to use very long baseline interference  We have a little bit of a hand in the telescope observing the fine shadow structure of the Sagittarius A supermassive black hole at submillimeter wavelengths."

    Zhao Bowen pondered for a moment, "Can you make more efforts?"

    "Increase the intensity?" The astronomical team didn't understand what this meant.

    "More! moretelescopes!" Zhao Bowen said, "We need more and bigger telescopes to do a physical examination of the Milky Way. No matter what method we use, we can mobilize observation resources on and outside the earth. Can it be done?"

    The astronomical team is a bit difficult.

    "It's okay to talk about domestic ones, but we have to talk about foreign ones"

    "Talk! The sooner the better! Comrades, I will teach you negotiation skills!" Zhao Bowen has extensive experience in the field of negotiation, and he taught the astronomy team on the opposite side of the screen the tricks he summed up, "Bi Dong! Bi Dong and the others!  Push them against the wall! Use the floor on all fours like a gecko!"

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 Text Chapter Thirteen Worshiping the 1024 God Religion

    Banxia scooped a scoop of water from the bucket, poured it into the washbasin, then spread the towel in the water, after it was completely soaked, picked it up and wrung it dry, washed his face and hands.

    She did it very carefully and slowly, washed her face and tied her hair up, raised her head and took a deep breath.

    The white sky light poured down from the hole on the top of the kitchen, and fell on the girl's face, forehead, and shoulders. She closed her eyes and kept silent. At this moment, she seemed to be in communion with the gods in the dark, and then  Ban Xia turned and stepped into the living room, started from the kitchen, walked around the coffee table and sofa in the living room, each step was the same size, she walked a letter C in the living room, and then entered the bedroom.

    After entering the bedroom, stand still at the door. Banxia is facing the radio station, motherboard and monitor on the table. She opens her hands, puts her palms together with a "snap!", and begins to recite the mantra:

    "The emperor is above, the computer is below, God of 1024, please listen to my prayer!"

    "I am here to pray to you, Pinellia, I hope you can bless my code to run successfully without errors, and I will always remember your mercy."

    "Teacher, if you have a spirit in heaven, please find the god of 1024 and persuade it to be merciful. If it refuses to be merciful, please help it to be merciful."

    "Amen."

    "Allah Akbar."

    "Amitabha Buddha."

    "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable."

    The mantra has been recited.

    Next is a bow, two bows, and three bows.

    After bowing, Banxia has been blessed by the God of Programming. She feels a steady stream of power coming from the bottom of her heart. Sure enough, programming is metaphysics. It is necessary to pray before starting work every time. It is hard to imagine those huge monsters before the world is destroyed.  Internet companies—bg4mxh said that companies specializing in programming are called Internet companies, and those Internet companies have tens of thousands of employees. Will they have a huge venue to worship the god of programming?  The scene of tens of thousands of people kowtowing to the computer together is quite spectacular.

    After finishing the prayer, Ban Xia sat on a chair, facing a blank monitor, with a draft paper under the keyboard, on which all the codes were recorded.

    What she has to do is very simple, that is, enter the code recorded on the paper into the motherboard. This is done under the guidance of experts from China Telecom Jiangsu Branch. The experts can't understand why she has to write the code on paper, but  Ban Xia is obviously still in the era of paper media, she is more used to using a pen to clearly fix information on paper.

    The girl raised her hands and hit the first key.

    "Crack!"

    Bai Yang woke up startled.

    It turned out that it was He Leqin who was patting his desk, after school was over.

    Bai Yang has appointed He Dashao as the nineteenth-rank imperial guard with a pencil sharpener and door-opening eunuch, who is responsible for waking himself up after school every day.

    In the past few days, Bai Yang has been living in a muddle at school. He was in a daze when he didn't sleep in class. Fortunately, the teachers didn't bother him.  How did the kid escape the teacher's strict grasp even when his grades were falling like a roller coaster? This guy is not sick or in pain. His grades have seen him slip from Nanjing Airlines to Nanchang Airlines and then to China Southern Airlines Senior Technical School.  Why does the teacher ignore him?

    But Bai Yang didn't say anything, he only said that he was shouldering the heavy responsibility of saving the world, so don't bother me with mere common matters of the college entrance examination.

    He Leqin asked if he really couldn't reveal a little bit?

    Bai Yang lowered his voice and said that everyone who knows must be silenced, do you still want to know?

    Young Master He immediately showed a fearless spirit of seeing death as home, and heard from the morning that he would die in the evening, just tell me, at worst, I will go out with you in my arms, if the sniper kills me, I will not be the only one.

    "Is Your Majesty's dragon body safe?" He Leqin asked.

    "I am very safe." Bai Yang rubbed his eyes, "Where are we going for lunch today?"

    "There is an old noodle shop on Zijin Road, which has a good reputation." He Leqin said.

    "Very good, this is the one." Bai Yang put away the unopened textbooks and test papers on the table, and stuffed them into a drawer.

    "Your Majesty, don't forget to invite guests today." He Leqin reminded, "I made an appointment yesterday."

    "How can there be such a thing?" Bai Yang said.

    "Old thief with a gray beard! A man with a handsome head! I usurped your position today"

    "It's true." Bai Yang said.

    "Your Majesty is wise."

    He Leqin pulled Bai Yang out of the school gate, but Brother Yan didn't come, and Brother Yan had something to go to the office to find the teacher. She asked the two of them to go to eat by themselves first, and they walked all the way under the city wall and walked to the Zijin Bridge.  Pull Bai Yang, embrace??His shoulder, stretched out his hand and pointed forward: "Hey little white sheep! Little white sheep! Look!"

    Bai Yang looked in the direction of his finger, frowned, "What are you looking at?"

    There are people coming and going on the bridge, and there is a lot of traffic.

    "Look at that sister!" Young Master He lowered his voice, "Does that one in black look familiar?"

    It was only then that Bai Yang realized who He Leqin was talking about. This fellow had sharp eyes. There was a tall young girl standing on the Zijin Bridge with her arms folded, leaning against the marble bridge railing, lazily looking at the sparkling moat below the bridge.  , like a foreign tourist looking at the scenery.

    She is wearing a black turtleneck sweater on her upper body, slim royal blue jeans on her lower body, white sneakers, short black hair, lowered eyelids as if she is closing her eyes, and has a calm and cool demeanor. Another characteristic that surprised Bai Yang is this sister.  He's really tall, probably at least 1.75 meters tall.

    "Does it look familiar?"

    Bai Yangchu looked there for a long time, and He Leqin was right, indeed, the more he looked at her, the more familiar he looked, and he suddenly remembered where he had seen her before.

    It was the athletic waitress I met the day before yesterday when I was eating soup dumplings!

    "Would you like to say hello?" He Leqin asked in a low voice, "At least she saved our clothes."

    Bai Yang hesitated for a moment, "I think it's better to forget it She doesn't even remember us, what if she treats us as someone who strikes up a conversation?"

    The two quickly reached an agreement, pretended not to know each other, and walked over bravely.

    As they got closer, Bai Yang became more and more aware that this sister was taller than Bai Yang himself. The two of them pretended to be passers-by, passing the Zijin Bridge without squinting. The girl didn't pay much attention.  At a glance, they just leaned on the railing to look at the scenery on the moat.

    Bai Yang and He Leqin began to whisper to each other when they reached a place where no one could be seen.

    "He's so tall."

    "It must be 1.75 meters?"

    "Did she not follow?"

    "It's the first time I've seen a girl with such a good skill. She may have practiced martial arts. She's still so tall. I think she can kill me with one punch."

    "Be confident, she can kill us both with one punch."

    "But it's fate that we met twice in two days."

    It is indeed fate, and it cannot be stopped when fate comes. Bai Yang and He Leqin deeply realized this in the next ten minutes. The two sat down in the restaurant, called the waiter, and wentssiped while waiting.  Chatting, and soon the waiter came with crisp footsteps——

    "What do you two want to order?"

    "Excuse me, do you have a menu" Bai Yang suddenly froze.

    This waitress is so tall.

    His eyes climbed up along the royal blue jeans and black turtleneck sweater, and he saw the other person's face clearly from an upward posture. Then the two of them were so shocked that they almost left their butts off the ground at the same time.

    The girl with short black hair was pinching the menu in one hand, and spinning the ballpoint pen with the other hand. The corners of her mouth were raised slightly, and she blinked at Bai Yang.

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 Text Chapter Fourteen Forsythia

    Bai Zhen knocked a nail on the wall of his living room, and then hung a countdown sign - 1849 days until the end of the world.

    According to bg4msr, the world was destroyed when she was three years old, and she was 19 years old in 2040, so it should be 2024 when the disaster strikes, and today is December 7, 2019, which is five and a half years from the end of the world.  Months, Bai Zhen calculated with his fingers, multiplied three hundred and sixty-five by five, added twenty-four days, and finally got one thousand eight hundred and forty-nine. This is the last peaceful time left by the people on earth.

    Not to mention whether the number is accurate or not, at least the atmosphere is there.

    Wang Ning crossed his arms, stood on the edge of the sofa and looked at it for a while, and expressed his old-fashioned opinion as a department-level cadre: "It would be better to move one or two centimeters up."

    Leaders are like this. When it doesn’t matter whether they need to express their opinions or not, they always have to issue some innocuous guiding opinions to reflect their far-sightedness above everyone else.

    Wang Ning is only a section chief and can only express one centimeter of opinion.

    If he is a department-level cadre, he should at least lift up one meter.

    Zhao Bowen is still on the phone. Lao Zhao is really busy. There are four mobile phones on the coffee table in front of him. On average, they ring once an hour in turn.  .

    "Is it swollen?" Old Zhao said loudly, "Is it swollen?"

    On the other side of the phone is an old expert from Henan who is not very good at hearing.

    A few seconds later, Old Zhao Xi smiled.

    "Hey - good! Swollen! Swollen!"

    After hanging up this mobile phone, Zhao Bowen immediately picked up another mobile phone that had been ringing for a long time, and the caller showed that it was from Harbin Institute of Technology.

    "Hello?"

    "What? What doesn't work?"

    "Oh my god, poke it once, yes, poke it once! Are you sure which corner you are looking for? You can't find someone as stupid as you in the whole Ha (hǎ) city"

    Lao Zhao is proficient in several foreign languages, and he can switch seamlessly from Henan dialect to Northeast dialect.

    A huge action framework is being built through the mobile phone's cellular communication network and the Internet. This huge network is centered on the living room of Unit 804, Unit 2, Building 11, Zhongqinyuan, Meihua Villa, No. 66, Muxuyuan Street, Qinhuai District, Nanjing, and the  Big top universities, scientific research institutes and administrative departments are the fulcrums, secretly radiating to every corner of the country. Zhao Bowen is very busy, but he is not the busiest. Changchun Institute of Optics and Mechanics is busier than him.  He is also busier than him. This is an unprecedented super strategic support. A huge amount of manpower and material resources were mobilized just to help the child who was supporting alone twenty years later.

    She is still waiting, waiting for this long-destroyed world to bring her a turnaround.

    Bai Yang once told her that you should have confidence, miss!  The party and the country will not give up on anyone.

    Even if we are all dead in twenty years, we will save you.

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    Bai Yang spoke so eloquently in the scene, but now he is trembling.

    He was being followed.

    Or trailing.

    Good guy, I never thought that my willow appearance could attract criminals to covet me?  Is this to rob money or to rob sex?  Are you going to encounter an accident?  The news in Nanjing tomorrow morning won't say that a young man's body was found in the moat, wearing the school uniform of the China Southern Airlines High School?  Bai Yang couldn't figure it out, but he didn't have time to think about it now. The tall shadow behind him was still far behind. When he turned left, the shadow turned left, and when he turned right, the shadow turned right.  Can't get rid of it.

    Bai Yang knew who that person was—it was the tall sister she met on the Zijin Bridge and at dinner today, and met three times in two days. That height was so outstanding that it was difficult not to recognize him, but she kept following him.  ?

    Bai Yang walked into the gate of the Meihuashanzhuang Community, and that sister followed in. Bai Yang stepped into the gate of the 11th building, and that sister followed.

    If you go on like this, you will follow to your own house.

    In the end, Bai Yang was really driven into a hurry, he gritted his teeth, even if he was robbed by the beautiful big sister, he would recognize it!  Anyway, this is also downstairs in his own house. He doesn't believe that the other party dares to do something outrageous and outrageous.

    He stopped, turned around, and asked loudly, "Sister, why have you been following me?"

    The young girl was taken aback, took two steps closer, and pointed to herself, "Are you talking to me?"

    "Yes, why have you been following me?"

    "Following you? Who is following you?" The girl shook her head, her eyes showed a look of disdain for a psychopath. She glanced up and down at Baiyang, with a veryWho are you talking about?

    She reached out and pointed above her head.

    "I live here."

    "Youdo you live here?" This answer surprised Bai Yang. Bai Yang has lived in this building for more than ten years and has never seen such a person.

    How did he never know that he had such a neighbor?

    "New here, I live in 703." The girl said, "You live here too?"

    "The eighth floor."

    Bai Yang is still skeptical, you live in 703?  When did you move here?  Why have I never seen it before?  Could it be that he was caught for an improvised reason?

    The girl ignored him, turned around and went upstairs first, and Bai Yang followed. The two climbed to the seventh floor step by step. Bai Yang saw her take out the key from her pocket and open the door of House 703.

    "Creak——" the door really opened, the tall sister took the doorknob, stepped half of her body in, then turned around and pulled down a face at Bai Yang, which clearly meant to say did you see it?  I really live here, who are you?  Still following you?  Why don't you look in the mirror?

    The door closed with a bang, and Bai Yang stood there blankly, his face slowly flushing red.

    He slowly raised his hands to cover his face.

    Oh my god - this is too fast.

    The earth can't wait anymore.

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    "Oh, by the way, there is one more thing." After calling, Zhao Bowen took out the tablet from his bag, opened it and handed it to Bai Zhen, "It was sent by the superior."

    Bai Zhen put down the pen in his hand, took over the tablet, and Wang Ning, who was beside him, also came over to look at it.

    On the tablet is a person's detailed personal information. Looking at the ID photo, it is a young girl with short black hair, about twenty-four or five years old, with piercing eyes looking directly at the camera.

    "Name: Forsythia."

    "Ethnicity: Han."

    "Height 175cm, weight 58kg."

    "Date of Birth July 24, 1995"

    The two of them read the contents of the form in a low voice while scrolling down.

    "The Armed Police Force of the People's Republic of China"

    "All in one machine."

    "The rank of captain?"

    "What is this?" Bai Zhen raised his head and asked, he was at a loss.

    "Counselor." Lao Zhao brought up another large stack of materials under the coffee table without raising his head, "The counselor sent to Yang Yang to help take care of him. Before joining the army, he graduated from Beijing Normal University with a major in psychology.  A top student By the way, he is still very good at fighting, and he is the champion of the detachment's martial arts competition."

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 Main Text Chapter Fifteen: The Secret Base in Plum Blossom Villa

    "Reported by Forsythia Liaison Officer Liaison Officer Liaison Liaison Officer of the Third Detachment of the Armed Police Aircraft General Special Warfare!"

    The girl stood up straight and saluted.

    "Sit down, sit down, don't be too formal, just treat it as your own home." Zhao Bowen hurriedly asked him to sit down, but Lao Bai was unhappy beside him. Whose family is this?  Old Zhao, you are turning your back on the customer.

    In order to show that he is the master of this room, Bai Zhen followed up and said: "It can be more relaxing than in your own home."

    "Have all the procedures been completed?" Zhao Bowen asked.

    "Well, I just finished running these two days, and temporarily transferred the relationship to the headquarters." Lian Qiao nodded, looked around, found a small plastic bench among the piles of documents, and sat down, she was also a little surprised  Strangely, before entering the door, Lian Qiao didn't expect that this seemingly ordinary dwelling house would have hidden holes. Walking in here is like walking into a certain combat headquarters—this is indeed a headquarters, and its full name is Reversing the Future and Saving the World Amateur  Emergency Radio Command.

    Forsythia was overwhelmed when she heard the name for the first time, among other things, it was enough for the second grade!

    "Have you met Yang Yang?" Zhao Bowen asked.

    "I've seen it, Director Zhao." Lian Qiao nodded, "I saw it yesterday, and I ran into it on the way back to the community."

    "That's good. He went out with his classmates this afternoon." Zhao Bowen said, "He should be back before six o'clock. Then you can get to know each other better."

    "Uh even" Bai Zhen opened his mouth to say something.

    "Just call me Forsythia, Teacher Bai."

    "I'll call you Comrade Xiao Lian, Comrade Xiao Lian, you said you were sent by your superiors"

    "Counselor." Forsythia said.

    "Yes, yes, counselor, what does a counselor do?"

    Bai Zhen has never understood what this counselor is for. Last night, Zhao Bowen suddenly took out his tablet and told them that his superiors would send someone down to serve as Bai Yang's counselor.  I have heard of the instructor, and then I am the political commissar—could it be that the superior felt that the headquarters lacked a political cadre, so they sent an instructor to support?  It makes sense to think so, but why did a young girl of twenty-four or five years old come to the political work cadres?

    As a third-term non-commissioned officer transferred back to the local veterans, Bai Zhen doubts the ability of this young female soldier.

    "The role of a counselor is to give life guidance. Have you heard of a counselor in a university? It's the same as that. During school, you must ensure your personal safety, pay attention to your academic performance, and care about your living conditions.  You have to worry about your employment and escort your college career." Zhao Bowen said, "Yang Yang is the core of the plan and the key to everything, but he is a child after all, and the higher authorities are worried about him taking on such a huge burden alone.  Responsibility and pressure, fearing that he would collapse mentally and emotionally, so I sent a person with a clean background, strong political literacy, high ideological consciousness, and strong professional ability to be a counselor.  language."

    "So it was for my son" Bai Zhen muttered.

    "Isn't it for your son or for you?" Zhao Bowen rolled his eyes, "What is the value of you, a generous old bastard, so that the higher authorities can send someone to protect you?"

    "I'm also the deputy team leader!" Bai Zhen objected.

    "From now on, you are no longer." Zhao Bowen said, "I have full power to step down from your post."

    "Hey, hey, hey, old Zhao, let's talk about it"

    Zhao Bowen ignored Bai Zhen, turned his head and asked Lianqiao: "Have you understood everything about the work?"

    Forsythia froze for a moment, then nodded.

    "I have already understood everything."

    "Have you signed the non-disclosure agreement and other messy things?"

    "All the procedures have been completed." The girl nodded.

    "Okay, then you can see everything in this room, but be careful not to take out that door. You know the basic confidentiality rules, right? The screen is turned off when people walk away, and the documents are placed face down. I won't repeat it.  " Zhao Bowen waved his hand, put a large stack of materials upright and stuffed them into the paper shredder, the paper shredder buzzed, "Lian Qiao, since you have already understood all the work, I hope you can do your best to complete the task  , After all, the matter is of great importance, and the challenges we face are extraordinary, and in the days to come, you must show all your energy."

    "Okay! I promise to complete the task." Forsythia sat up straight.

    "Forsythias, how is your marksmanship?" Zhao Bowen asked.

    Lian Qiao didn't understand why he asked this question, she couldn't figure it out for a while, but she still answered truthfully.

    "Not not bad, I used to be a shooting instructor in the squadron."

    &nbsp; "Next, please go back and get your rifle." Zhao Bowen said.

    "Rifle?" Lian Qiao was taken aback.

    "Ambush near the Meihuashanzhuang community. Once Bai Zhen is found to have any misconduct, such as going in with his left foot or his right foot, shoot him immediately."

    Bai Zhen angrily smashed the gel pen in his hand at Zhao Bowen's head, but it hit the top of Wang Ning, who was slowly signing, but the top of Wang Ning's head was too smooth, and the plastic pen cap slipped, crisp  With a bang, the pen bounced, and Wang Ning was furious: "Fuck!"

    Forsythia sat on the side obediently, quietly looking at the surrounding environment, this place is really a magical place.

    She was very curious about what kind of place could be called Reversing the Future and Saving the World Amateur Radio Emergency Communications Headquarters. In terms of the name alone, there is no more high-end and domineering place in the world, which makes people unconsciously imagine that it will be buried deep in the ground.  The secret base hundreds of meters away has to go through three tight lines of defense. It is guarded by soldiers with live ammunition, heavy machine guns and anti-aircraft missiles.  It actually entered the urban area of ??Nanjing, and this command headquarters, which sounded scary, just landed in the residential area of ??Qinhuai District in such a grandiose manner!

    She has passed a lot of political review——Lianqiao can guarantee that she has never experienced such strict review in her life, and she is thinking that she can catch up with the selection of astronauts——just to report to a community in Nanjing?

    Forsythia was thinking that perhaps what she saw was just a superficial appearance.

    Unit 804, Unit 2, Building 11, Plum Blossom Villa is just an illusion used to confuse outsiders. In fact, the real headquarters is located elsewhere. It may be hundreds of meters deep underground in Zijin Mountain.  In the fortress, there is a large group of high-ranking and powerful figures, they sit at a table in the dark, everyone only has a digital code name, secretly planning some big plan to save the world

    Zhao Bowen: Eva has seen too much?

    Forsythia: Is there really no secret base here?  For example, there is a secret room behind the wall or something

    Zhao Bowen: You have to ask the developer whether they have a secret room when they designed this commercial house. If not, then there is no.

    Forsythia: But hereis it safe?

    Zhao Bowen: Why is it not safe?  Are you a wanted criminal?

    Forsythia: No.

    Zhao Bowen: Then am I a wanted criminal?

    Forsythia: No.

    Zhao Bowen: Is Lao Bai a wanted criminal?

    Forsythia: No.

    Zhao Bowen: He is.

    Lao Bai threw the pen over again with a "boom".

    Wang Ning: Fuck!

    Zhao Bowen: We are not wanted criminals, and we have not conspired to cause trouble, so why is it unsafe?  What are you afraid of?  Afraid that the police uncle would suddenly break in and arrest us?  Forsythia, what is this place?

    Forsythia: Nanjing.

    Zhao Bowen: You are in one of the largest cities in the world. There are seven million people living here. This is the theater authority of the Eastern Theater Command. One of the Five Permanent Commanders who holds nuclear weapons is behind you. Except for Zhongnanhai, the whole world  Is there any place safer than our Plum Blossom Villa?

    Wang Ning: The White House.

    Zhao Bowen: The White House is bombed every day in the movies!

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 Text Galaxy Awards Live

    At 8 o'clock tonight, there will be a live broadcast of this year's China Science Fiction Galaxy Awards on the official account of Science Fiction World at station b and the official Weibo of Science Fiction World.

    Interested comrades can pay attention.  The genius remembers the address of this site in a second.

 Text Chapter Fifteen You Can't Be a Partner Without Fighting

    Forsythia quickly started to help, and her first job was to stuff the obsolete documents into the shredder.

    The specific process is as follows: Bai Zhen sits at the end of the dining table and sorts out the waste materials. He pushes the sorted documents to Lao Wang on the other side of the table. Lao Wang’s job is to stamp the cover of the document to make it waste paper, and then erect it.  After a pause, the alignment was handed over to Forsythia. Forsythia stood by the coffee table and handed over the waste paper that Lao Wang handed over to Zhao Bowen, who finally stuffed it into the paper shredder—roughly estimated from Bai Zhen’s seat to  The distance between the paper shredders on the coffee table is no more than five meters. Within the five meters, the waste paper has been transferred by four people, and an average of one person is responsible for the distance of one meter. Section Chief Wang called it process-based regulation and institutionalization  , clear division of labor, teamwork, is the international advanced level of administrative management and project implementation.

    Since then, Reversing the Future and Saving the World's Amateur Radio Emergency Communications Headquarters has increased its staffing from five to six.

    The extra establishment was precisely arranged by Wang Ning in the middle of the waste paper throwing process between himself and Zhao Bowen (Old Wang lamented that it is not easy to install the establishment in this environment of reducing the establishment), and then Section Chief Wang summarized on the weekend  Reported upwards in the weekly report: After careful consideration by the headquarters, with a realistic attitude and a democratic vote, it absorbed a wide range of opinions and formulated a plan tailored to local conditions.  The director of the document transfer office of the command headquarters is an important pivotal post, a core post, and a key post.  The foundation is the driving force for the great task of saving mankind, and the source of the determination and firm belief to win this battle.

    Forsythia: But how many pieces of paper should I just hand over?

    Every time I come here, Wang Ning always feels that it is a shame to be a section chief with his superb administrative management level.

    "Did the Changchun Institute of Optics and Mechanics call?" Zhao Bowen asked.

    Lao Bai glanced at the four mobile phones arranged in a row on the coffee table.

    "No."

    "What about the Eighth Court?"

    "No."

    "Where is the Fifth Court?"

    "No."

    Zhao Bowen scratched his head. At the moment when he was so anxious that he wanted to run away with a whip, if he didn't call for two days, it meant something went wrong.

    "I'll make a call and ask."

    Lao Zhao decided to personally ask about the progress of the aerospace team.

    He picked up a mobile phone casually, flipped through the WeChat address book, and dialed it.

    "Hello? I'm Zhao Bo"

    Old Zhao didn't finish a sentence.

    "What's wrong?" The rest of the people looked over.

    "Hung up." Zhao Bowen changed another mobile phone and called again.

    "Hello? I'm Zhao"

    Hang up again.

    "Old Bai, make a call." Zhao Bowen told Bai Zhen to call, "I'll give you the phone number."

    Bai Zhen dialed the phone.

    "Hello? Hello, this is Nanjing Headquarters, I'm Bai Zhen"

    "Did it work?" Zhao Bowen asked.

    "pass."

    "I said to find Teacher Sun, and asked if Teacher Sun was in the office." Zhao Bowen said.

    "I'm looking for Teacher Sun, may I ask if he is in the office?" Bai Zhen said, "Ohhe is, right? Okay, please ask him to come and answer the phone"

    Bai Zhen handed over the phone.

    Old Zhao was not polite at all, he took the phone and went straight to the point: "Hi, this is the Nanjing headquarters, I'm Zhao Bowen, please ask Mr. Sun to answer the phone."

    "Ms. Zhao, youwait a moment." The voice on the phone became timid all of a sudden, "II'll call the teacher"

    Then Lao Zhao heard a soft "click", and the other party put the phone on the table, and then someone on the other end of the phone faintly called out: "The iron hand is coming! The iron hand is coming—"  —! Silly children, run—!”

    After a while, the bad news came. Mr. Sun accidentally pinched his fingernail when he was about to come to answer the phone and left his office to close the door. He was seriously injured, unconscious, dying, and was immediately sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, so he could not answer Zhao Bowen.  I'm so sorry, I'm really sorry.

    "Bah!" Zhao Bowen swears and threw his phone on the sofa, "fleeing! You can't even get a satellite! What's the use of you!"

    Aerospace Team: Damn, you can do it if you have the ability.

    The work of the aerospace team is the basis for the next plan. Zhao Bowen hopes that they canTwenty years after the launch of a telemetry satellite, precise surveying and optical surveying of the Qinhuai District, Gulou District, and Xuanwu District of Nanjing City will be carried out. In particular, it is necessary to grasp the position of the big eyeball and its trajectory. If enough  If there is more data about eyeballs, then the computer group may establish its action prediction model-people are eager to get more information about big eyeballs, and they all know that big eyeballs are the culprit that leads to the extinction of human beings.  They don't know much about it. It is imperative to understand the big eyes, but it is impossible to let bg4msr go out to the risk area to conduct close-in detection. Satellites are currently the most powerful and most concealed detection means in the hands of human beings. This is a pair of two hundred  Compared with the sensitivity of the eyes above the altitude of 1000 kilometers, human beings may not be inferior to the big eyes.

    The above are Zhao Bowen's considerations.

    But in the eyes of the aerospace team, Zhao Bowen is just a layman talking nonsense. The gap between satellites and satellites is greater than that between humans and dogs. The small cube stars are satellites, and the flying aircraft carrier like the Yankee keyhole  It is also a satellite, can this be the same?  You have to quickly scan the 180 square kilometers of Qinhuai, Drum Tower, and Xuanwu to construct a gis vector map of the city, and also capture dynamic targets within ten meters, such as the big eyeball, and analyze its behavior and trajectory  , do you know what field of view and resolution you need?  Do you know how heavy this satellite will be when it is made?  Do you know that no matter what you put on the camera, it will be light?  Do you know what is the Three Generations of Poor Photography?  Do you know how much power it takes to send such a thing to the sky?

    The most exaggerated thing is that you have to let this thing leave the earth for 20 years, come back after 20 years, and be able to accurately enter orbit when you come back. All of the above must be done independently in a completely uncontrolled state.  Damn outrageous, how did you become a satellite?

    ? Changchun Guangji said the Northeast dialect.

    Zhao Bowen: I don’t care how you finish it, you have to finish it anyway, and the girl is still waiting.

    Forsythia looked a little dazed.

    Lao Bai kindly reminded her: "Routine operation, just get used to it. In the normal conflict between Party A and Party B, can they be called partners without quarreling?"

    "Arguing at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed." Old Wang said, "Emotions are born of quarreling, and quarreling is healthier."

    Forsythia nodded.

    At this time, there was a sound of unlocking the door, and with a "creak", the door was pushed open. It turned out that Bai Yang had returned. He was wearing long trousers and a black sweater, and he entered the entrance to change his shoes.

    "Yang Yang is back?"

    "Where did you go to play in the afternoon?"

    "I went to repair the computer with He Leqin, the laptop screen of his Dell game box was deglued and cracked" Bai Yang took off his shoes and stuffed them into the shoe rack, put on his slippers, straightened up, looked around the living room, and suddenly froze.  .

    His eyes fell on Forsythia, and he took a step back:

    "You you you you you you you you you" It took me a second to remember the address of this site.

 Text Chapter 16 Fuck it

    After finishing his day's work, Shi Yu returned home with the map that he spent several hours drawing by hand.

    These days are relatively hard, and the food at home is relatively rich. After eating, Shi Yu, who feels that he has come back to life, collapses comfortably on the sofa.

    Once again, I sighed that it feels so good to have a home, and it feels even better to be taken care of by my parents.

    "Eat some fruit." Father Shi came out of the kitchen and put a plate of fruit in front of his son. Seeing that his son seemed to be thinner than before, his eyes flashed with distress.

    "Thank you, Dad." Shi Yu sat up straight again, picked up the watermelon apple tied with a toothpick, and ate it happily.

    "Where's sister? Why aren't sister Sissy and her children here?" Shi Yu asked strangely while eating, shouldn't they be resting at this time?

    "I'm going to Ruyi's house. There is something she doesn't understand about her exercises." Looking at the wolf-eating son, the distress from just now disappeared immediately, and Dad Shi began to dislike it again, "Eat slowly, and no one will grab it for you."  .” Then he turned back to the kitchen.

    "Understood." Shi Yu replied, and then he ate something. Thinking of his own kung fu, he couldn't help frowning. He's too busy these days, so far he hasn't even broken through the first level of kung fu.  , the progress seems to be a bit too slow, and he has already started to think about whether to reduce his sleep time.

    These days are really busy for them, and they have traveled all the villages and towns within dozens of miles around the base.

    However, it was worth it. More than 800 survivors were rescued, and most of them were young people. As for the children, there were only dozens of them, and none of the elderly were seen.

    These people were lucky enough to wait for them, but some people were not so lucky. They didn't persevere in the face of cold and hunger. They froze to death in this winter and were cremated by the supernatural beings.

    Shi Yu did not go out of the base for two days, to solve the backlog of work in the base these days, as well as the resettlement of these rescued survivors.

    And after these survivors were brought to the Shihe base, they were shocked and unbelievable, only then did they know what they had missed before?

    The unscathed base surrounded by formations made them open their eyes wide. After entering, a warm breath rushed to their faces, and after a while, it swept away the biting cold on their bodies, and felt like entering a paradise.  No peaches.

    Looking at the peace in the base, unaffected by the disaster at all, it seems as if they have never experienced the end of the world and there are no earthquakes. Almost everyone is smiling, and there is no despair and unwillingness to life on their faces.  How short-sighted.

    It’s not that I haven’t heard of a base here, and people from the surrounding areas have also gone to seek refuge, but when they heard that the first thing to do when entering the base is to pay food, they immediately hesitated. In the end, they decided to stay in a place they thought was safe because of the food in their hands.  .

    Now many people are so regretful that their intestines are green. If they know that this decision will put them in a desperate situation, they will come to the base even if they have paid all the rations.

    But it is too late to say anything now, thinking of the family members who died in the earthquake, this may be the pain of their lives.

    Only they know whether it hurts or not, and they have to pay for their own choices. This is something that children know. Shi Yu swallowed the last piece of apple and shook his head, pushing away the regretful images of these survivors when they came to the base.  I accidentally thought too much.

    "What is this?" Papa Shi, who had cleaned up the kitchen, almost sat down on the white paper on the sofa, fortunately, he took a look.

    "Oh, it's a map I hand-drawn," Shi Yu said with a glance.

    "Hand-painted?" Papa Shi looked sideways at his son and carefully opened the white paper for a moment.

    The white paper is full of irregular graphics made with blue pens, black pens, and red pens. It is a bit crude, and if you look carefully, you can indeed see that it is a map.

    Then, Dad Shi spread the map on the coffee table and went back to the room quickly. When he came out again, he also had an extra map in his hand.

    It is also laid out on the coffee table. Although one is hand-painted and rough, it does not affect the comparison. Compared with the two maps, the geographical changes of Xia Kingdom are very obvious.

    The roads that used to extend in all directions were blocked by the collapsed hinterland, or the emergence of dark rivers, natural moats, and hills and mountains. The entire Xia Kingdom was divided into four sections, and the distribution was still irregular.

    Papa Shi took a closer look. Their Jiangcheng City was still within the scope of Dongliao Province, and belonged to the same section as the future base marked on the map.

    Father Shi spent the longest time looking at the location of the Tianzhu Underground River on the map, frowned thickly, and then looked up at his son.

    "Xiaoyu, this sudden moat and dark river won't harm the water.Let the stars make an impact.  "

    Shi Yu shook his head, "No, Dad, don't worry, Mercury is big. This crack collapse is negligible for it. It has self-healing ability on a planet. After a few years, maybe these cracks will heal automatically."

    Hearing this, Papa Shi's brows relaxed a bit. Although he didn't know why and how the planet his son mentioned had the ability to heal itself, it would be good if it could be cured.

    Feeling relieved, Dad Shi put away the old map on the coffee table, and then refolded the map hand-painted by his son, "Son, your map is not very good, you have to work hard!"  , I didn’t forget to take my wife away when I went back to the room.

    Shi Yu: ""

    Looking at the parents who walked into the room hand in hand, I instantly felt that the fruit in my mouth was not fragrant.

    Then he reopened the map, lay down on it and looked at it carefully.

    "It's okay, Dad must be old and dizzy."

    "What's okay!" The sudden voice almost scared Shi Yu onto the sofa.

    "Sister You don't know that being scary can scare people to death." Shi Yu patted his chest to suppress his shock.

    ?Since I set up a formation at home, the door of my home will only be closed when I rest at night, which also leads to the fact that my family members often come in silently.

    "Why, if you don't do bad things and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, is it so scary?" Shi Xiao raised his eyebrows and collapsed on the sofa in a disfigured way, and kicked his younger brother provocatively, and kicked him on the other side.  side sofa.

    Coincidentally, Song Qian, who was the last to close the door, also came in with her baby girl. She clearly saw the scene of Shi Xiao expressing her love for her younger brother. The corners of her mouth twitched, and she almost didn't laugh.

    Who would have known that the head of the base, who is usually steady and majestic outside, immediately became a small doormat when he returned home. Even the baby girl can sometimes be bullied, and she can't help laughing often.

    Shi Yu was imagining in his heart how to return the kick that his sister kicked, when he saw Sissi, who was trying so hard to hold back her smile, her face that was still clenching her teeth instantly turned into a face that seemed to change her face.  With a smiling face and a graceful figure, she sat up straight from the sofa, and by the way, trimmed her crew cut, which couldn't be any shorter.

    Then, "Sister Qian, you're back, have you eaten yet? Baby girl, are you full?" In order not to be obtrusive, Shi Yu also knew to add baby girl.

    There is a situation!  Shi Xiao, who was slumped on the sofa, suddenly became energetic.

    Genius remembers the address of this site in one second.

 Text Chapter Seventeen Generous

    "How can you beat this?"

    Both Bai Zhen and Wang Ning were a little surprised.

    "Yes, how can you beat this?" Zhao Bowen picked up the water from the coffee table and drank it, no matter who it was, "But they don't care so much, no matter if Hei Yue is an alien or something, just do it  Oh, you don’t know how sneaky these people are doing, and the plan they come up with scares people to death. They want to arrange nuclear bombs in orbit in advance, just like laying out minefields. When the black moon comes, they will blow them up.  A batch of deployment plans requires the delivery of 12,000 nuclear bombs."

    "You didn't convince them?" Bai Zhen asked, "Where's your penetrating tongue?"

    "I'm not Zhuge Liang, how can I fight against Jiangdong Confucianism?" Old Zhao shook his head, "This is the first time I met someone who slapped the table louder than me, and I couldn't beat it."

    "Where's your wall?" Wang Ning asked.

    "The opponent's waist is too big, and his hands can't reach the wall."

    "The flying dragon is riding on your face!" Bai Zhen said.

    Zhao Bowen thought for a while, and frowned, "Then you have to be able to speak."

    What Lao Zhao said is not an exaggeration.

    While reversing the future and saving the operation of the World Amateur Radio Emergency Communication Headquarters, several groups of people are also secretly working hard. I don’t know who led it, but each of them has a strong financial strength. Today Zhao Bowen was called to the municipal committee  During the meeting, I don’t know which god came to the stage to play the ppt, and the opening paragraph was a huge four words: The Hedgehog Project.

    What happened next shocked Lao Zhao to pieces. This group of people seriously demonstrated how to lay nuclear minefields in low-earth orbit. Only then did Lao Zhao understand that the so-called Hedgehog Project is to turn the earth into a super giant.  Big hedgehog, if you dare to touch it, you will get hurt. The first batch of this magnificent plan will deploy 12,000 nuclear bombs on an orbit of 300 to 500 kilometers. There will be a second batch, a third batch, and a fourth batch in the future.  They are deployed in geosynchronous orbits, polar orbits, lunar orbits, and the surface of the earth. The speaker waved his hand and vowed that all countries in the world need to run at full capacity in the next five years, fully roll out production lines, and build missiles like sausages.  , laying a nuclear bomb like an egg can cover the earth with a strong protective shell, so that the black moon will never come back.

    In addition, they also claimed that their team has been concentrating on the problem of insufficient power of three-phase bombs in a vacuum environment. There is no shock wave and there are dense materials. The high temperature and high pressure of the nuclear bomb explosion cause instantaneous volatilization, and its explosion power and expansion ratio are much higher.  For conventional high explosives such as TNT or RDX, the speaker said proudly, comrades, that this big gun battle is much easier than metal hydrogen or nitrogen anion salts. If we can’t produce antimatter bombs within five years, then this is a full blown bomb.  The most powerful weapon in the world!

    The audience applauded thunderously.

    Old Zhao was very sour, why didn't his plan get such warm applause.

    Immediately after the second team came on stage, if the previous team's main attack direction was defense, then what this team has to do is attack.

    The first page of ppt: Missiles have no future.

    The flying speed of the missile is too slow, and the reaction speed is too slow. When the missile touches the enemy, the black moon will descend on the top of the head, and the day lily will be cold. The future space war must belong to directed energy weapons!

    There is nothing faster than the propagation speed of electromagnetic waves. With x-ray lasers and gamma-ray lasers, the black moon can't avoid it if it hits at the speed of light.

    But in order to cause effective damage to the black moon, the required power is astonishing, and the required volume is also astonishing. After the team's demonstration, they believe that at least 6,400 X-ray generators are required to form a phased array, and the area occupied  45,000 square meters of energy-concentrating mirrors, such a large thing can't even be installed on the steering shaft, so they plan to choose a location in the mountains of Guizhou or Sichuan, and install them in the mountains like the fast radio telescope or Arecibo  .

    One shot of such a super laser can empty the electricity consumption of a city with a population of 2.8 million for a whole day. Its instantaneous peak power is as high as 20 million megawatts, and it releases 1.19x10^14 joules of energy at a time, so  It is also necessary to prepare a larger energy storage pool for it, hollow out an entire mountain to install capacitors, or prepare 200,000 Ford-class aircraft carriers to supply power to it.

    The team leader claims that it can instantly destroy all objects known to mankind at a distance of 380,000 kilometers. According to the scale of a super laser equipped with two accumulators, it can fire two shots in one hour.  If twelve super lasers were built around the world, they would be able to cover the entire celestial sphere without dead ends, ensuring that the black moon would be hit by at least two lasers with a total of four cannons when it descended from any direction.

    This will be the largest weapon ever created by humans, and it is called the Human Cannon Project by Lao Zhao.

    Zhao Bowen told Lao Bai and Lao Wang about the Hedgehog Project and the Human Cannon. Both brothers were shocked. ???Fucking generosity, compared to them, this future-reversing and world-saving amateur radio emergency communication command, except for a slightly longer name, is almost left behind.

    People call it cool, that's called science fiction, and that's the scene of an interstellar war.

    My grass-roots team with three or two big cats and kittens really can't be put on the table.

    Zhao Bowen said what do you know, we call this the hidden front!

    The frontal battlefield is important, but the hidden front is not?  We are doing intelligence work, we are taking the bottom line, we are going straight to Huanglong, and setting fire to the enemy's backyard. No matter how big the scene is, those people can't even figure out which direction Black Moon's butt is facing without our help.

    At the same time, he also complained. Earlier, Zhao Bowen begged his grandpa to sue his grandma, and ran around shouting, so he almost knelt down and kowtowed. These people didn’t believe it.  With all my strength, I tried my best, and finally pulled a rocket and a satellite, and set off a firework twenty years later for the whole world-this is a big blow, I finally believed it, and everyone was excited.

    Now the big money is coming one after another, why did you go early.

    I remember the way you rolled your eyes at Zhao Bowen back then!

    "It sounds like a project of the century, can it be done?" Bai Zhen was very skeptical.

    Whether it is the Hedgehog Project or the Human Cannon, none of them are small moves. The engineering difficulty of arranging tens of thousands of nuclear bombs in orbit, or manufacturing super lasers in mountainous areas may not be lower than that of large particle accelerators or controlled nuclear fusion. It will take five years  Is this possible?

    "God knows." Zhao Bowen shook his head, "It's still in the demonstration stage. To turn the earth into a nuclear bomb manufacturing workshop, such a large amount of work, such a large plan, cannot be decided in a day or two."

    "Old Zhao, can you make a connection?" Bai Zhen asked, "I want to participate in the Hedgehog Project, or the Human Cannon. Can you find an acquaintance?"

    "What? You don't want to be the deputy team leader anymore?" Zhao Bowen rolled his eyes.

    "What can you get out of here?" Bai Zhen said, "Look at you, old Zhao, nuclear bombs! Rockets! Laser cannons! Super engineering! That's called saving the world, and only then can you have a great sense of participation. Can you, old Zhao?  Can't you also pull a laser cannon?"

    "Bah!"

    "It's fine if you can't find someone." Bai Zhen said.

    "To save the world, it must be earth-shattering?" Zhao Bowen snorted coldly, "Vulgar!"

    "We are vulgar."

    Bai Zhen and Wang Ning are so vulgar that they are justified.

    "We are the core of everything." Zhao Bowen is also confident, "Without us, they can't do anything. Now, here, Meihua Villa in Qinhuai District, Nanjing City is the center of the world. Don't look at the current calm, but there is an undercurrent  The tsunami is only a few tens of centimeters high waves before it hits the shore, and when they arrive in front of you, you will know what it means to turn the world upside down."

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 Main Text Chapter 18 Five-Flower Horse, Green Edge Sword

    Lao Bai hopes that the headquarters can also be generous. Compared with the sci-fi route taken by other teams, it is not cool enough to take the realistic route here. There are endless meetings every day, endless documents signed, day and night  The Wenshan meeting at night made Lao Bai feel that he was doing personnel work in the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee, which was a clerical job through and through!  This is not in line with his old Bai's tone. Whenever Bai Zhen is willing to sit at the front of the table and type on the keyboard - except when he is a keyboard warrior and sparring with others on the Internet.

    Generally speaking, what the headquarters is currently doing is different from Bai Zhen's imagination, and also different from Hollywood sci-fi blockbusters. Without earth-shattering masterpieces, can it be called saving the world?

    Lao Zhao said don't worry, big money will come.

    Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao is here, before Lao Zhao finished speaking, the mobile phone in his pocket rang. He took it out and glanced at the caller ID, his face changed.

    "What's wrong?" Bai Zhen and Wang Ning asked.

    Zhao Bowen didn't answer, waved his hands, and ran out to answer the phone in small steps.

    Lao Bai and Lao Wang looked at each other and leaned over to listen to the corner.

    "Hello? It's mehow do you say it?" Lao Zhao lowered his voice, "Give me a letter of approval, can Miss Qiu leave the cabinet?"

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    The next day.

    Bai Yang was bombarded early in the morning, and his mother bombarded him. Not only did his mother not stand by him, but she actually acted as a minion and helped outsiders, which made Bai Yang heartbroken.

    "Put on the cotton wool pants!"

    Bai Yang wrapped himself up tightly, went out tremblingly, and woke himself up at 6:20 in the morning. This kind of torture was inhumane. Every minute in the bed in the winter morning was as precious as gold.  It was a great satisfaction. In order to stay in bed for a while, Bai Yang tried his best to fight wits and courage with his mother-the first rule, if people don’t move, I don’t move. He knows very well that his mother will give three warnings  Enter the bedroom, so when my mother yelled to get up for the first time, Bai Yang would reply with a drawn-out voice, and then went back to sleep.

    After three minutes, my mother will yell a second time, continue to reply and get up, and then go back to sleep.

    Three minutes later, my mother yelled a third time. At this time, Bai Yang sat up, and my mother just opened the door to take a look. Seeing Bai Yang got up, she called to get up early.

    Bai Yang sat up and unfolded the sweater, spread it flat on the quilt, pretending to be dressing, but actually fell asleep again.

    Dressing can buy you five minutes of sleep. As the saying goes, an inch of time is worth an inch of gold, and an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time. The current price of gold is 340 yuan per gram. Bai Yang bought five minutes of time, which is five minutes of gold  , at least three thousand four hundred yuan.

    This is how money is saved.

    In Nanjing, it is very cold in the morning in winter. Before going out, Bai Yang checked the weather today. It turned from sunny to cloudy, and the lowest temperature was only 4 degrees Celsius.

    Under the strong pressure of his mother, he dressed as a Michelin tire man. When he went downstairs, he saw Lianqiao standing on the edge of the lawn wearing only a thin sweater and a pair of jeans, humming softly with his hands in his pockets.

    Bai Yang thought to herself that she has such a good physique and is really resistant to freezing.

    Seeing Bai Yang coming down, the girl took out her mobile phone to check the time, it was half past six in the morning.

    "It's still on time."

    Forsythia nodded.

    The two went out along the Muxuyuan Street to the north, turned to Zhongshanmen Street, and then jogged in the direction of Zijin Mountain. At this time, there were few pedestrians and the road was clear. Forsythia planned to run five kilometers in half an hour, and the troops had no heavy loads.  Twenty-three minutes for five kilometers is considered a pass, and Lianqiao can usually run within 20 minutes. She thinks that the time can be extended to half an hour, which is enough, but she still overestimated the opponent's strength.

    Soon Bai Yang couldn't keep up with Forsythia's pace and speed. The girl's short black hair beat regularly, and her steps were steady without fading. He thought to himself that this sister had really good physical strength, and she ran for two or three kilometers without panting.

    Bai Yang breathed heavily, as if he had mint in his throat. The cool and icy air was inhaled into the lung cavity and then spit out. Carrying the temperature of the human body, it condensed into water mist in the air. Forsythia ran faster than him, and Bai Yang could  Seeing her short hair beating with her steps and her slightly red ears, balls of rolling white mist diffused in the air.

    It was originally a morning exercise that looked good, but the frightening thing was that Forsythia was shouting slogans.

    "Ya Eryi! Ya Eryi! One—two—three—four—!"

    "one two three four!"

    Shouted through the clouds and cracked stones.

    Bai Yang only hated himself for not waking up earlier. Occasionally, there were passers-by on the road, and they all looked at them with strange and surprised eyes.  toGo to Wuhu Lake?

    But Lian Qiao held her head high, looked ahead, and chanted slogans in an orderly manner, full of spirit.

    "Waitwait for me"

    Bai Yang was out of breath from running.

    Forsythia stopped by the side of the road, turned around and waited for him.

    "Why are you so good?" The girl shook her head, "Bai Yang, I have to say that I am deeply worried about the physique of young Chinese people, and I am deeply worried about the future of the country. A strong youth makes a country strong.  , How can you build a modern socialist country with your physical strength?"

    "You are a professional!" Bai Yang propped his knees, panting, with a burning pain in his chest, "Ihow can I compare with you? Sister, think about how high school seniors like us can sit in the classroom every day and have class.  How high is the level of exercise? Can it be compared with a person like you who likes five kilometers off-road like a regular meal?"

    Forsythia bent down and patted Bai Yang's back lightly.

    "Then shall we rest for a while?"

    They ran to Xiamafang Ruins Park, and the distance was only two or three kilometers. It took fifteen minutes. Bai Yang's physical strength was exhausted, and the two stood on the side of the road to rest.

    "You are too useless." Lian Qiao said, "As a person who wants to save the world, you are not professional enough."

    "You are not much better. When you were lurking in the restaurant as a waiter, you were noticed by us at a glance." Bai Yang also questioned Forsythia's professional quality, "How can you be recognized at a glance like this?"  plainclothes?"

    "What is lurking? What is plainclothes?" Lian Qiao frowned, "Who is lurking? Who is plainclothes? Let me tell you, among all the people around you, I am the only one who does not need to lurk and pretend. Have you ever seen counselors?"  Does the clerk need to be disguised?"

    "Then why do you want to be a waiter?"

    "Who told you that I was a waiter?" Lian Qiao asked back, "I just saw that the proprietress was too busy, so she enthusiastically stepped forward to help. This is called learning."

    She is eloquent.

    "Also, I'm warning you, don't do anything strange, you are the key monitoring target now." Lian Qiao tapped Bai Yang's forehead with Bai Shengsheng's finger, "At this moment, at least  Two sniper rifles are aiming at your forehead, do you see the aiming laser dot on your face?"

    Bai Yang was startled, and subconsciously raised his hand to cover his forehead, groping here and there.

    "real or fake?"

    "Fake."

    Forsythia whimpered and turned her head away.

    She stood on the curb with her hands folded, behind the tall lampposts, Bai Yang tilted her head, and saw this young girl with short black hair standing on tiptoes in the early morning mist in Nanjing, tall and straight, strong and slender, curious  Looking around, she probably came to Nanjing for the first time. This is a new and unfamiliar city. She is not from Nanjing. "Ah, I want spicy oil" is the only Nanjing dialect she has learned.

    "What a place, it would be a pity if it were destroyed," she said.

    "Then let's work hard." Bai Yang said.

    "Let's go, let's turn around and run back, 2.5 kilometers here, 2.5 kilometers away, exactly five kilometers." Forsythia pushed Baiyang's back hard, "Can you sing?"

    "La song?"

    "Didn't you sing in military training in high school?" Lian Qiao asked while running.

    "Yes, yes, I can sing "Unity is Strength", "Green Flowers in the Army" and "Battle Hymn of a Strong Army"."

    "No, we won't sing that!" Lian Qiao said, "Come on, you sing along with me, prepare to—"

    Next she hummed the prelude, Bai Yang still felt a little classical and ethnic, the original instrument was at least big gongs, big drums, cymbals and suona, which didn’t look like an impassioned march.

    "Five-flower-horse-!

    Qing-feng-sword-!

    The country is infinite——!

    One journey by night, one journey by day, the stars and the moon rotate——!  "

    The girl's voice is very melodious and has a strong penetrating power. It can penetrate the sunlight in the early winter morning, the tall sycamore trees on the roadside, and the eardrums of people nearby. It is not weaker than Tu Honggang at all, at least Bai Yang thinks so.

    Forsythia raised the tone:

    "Traveling south and north——!

    All things leisurely ——!

    Who can tell the difference between good and evil in the world——!  "

    Good guy, "Kangxi Weifu Private Interview" is actually a lover of old songs.

 Main Text Chapter Nineteen Engaged

    Today is December 10th.

    Remember the date and time clearly, this is a good habit left by the teacher, Ban Xia has persisted in it until now, even Bai Yang is surprised that she still maintains such a self-discipline and strict habit when she lives alone, Bai Yang does not understand the last person in the world  What is the point of people recording the date, but the teacher said that time belongs to the universe, but the day belongs to oneself.

    The teacher made a lot of calendars, and these calendars were engraved on the walls, floors, and pillars. She made the calendar 2050 in the Western calendar.  Xia cut it into thin slices. She is also a master noodle chef in Henan.

    The main board is still hanging on the wall, followed by colorful and complex cables. It is really difficult to upgrade the signal modulation method. Now Pinellia can not be regarded as a complete novice. After such a long period of training and practical operation, she can also understand a little  Some superficial concepts, but the debugging of psk is many times more difficult than afsk.

    When she was resting, she made faces at the camera.

    Hikvision's uvc camera paired with the old Philips crt display has a terrible imaging effect, not to mention the low image quality, and there is a delay. Banxia thought that when the data transmission system was successfully built, what kind of way should she appear on the stage?

    Waving?

    Bow?

    Forget it, let me give you a flip.

    Pinellia is waiting.

    Zhao Bowen is also waiting.

    There are thousands of threads, all collected in the headquarters.

    This will be a huge plan, and no one can see its whole picture except Lao Zhao himself. Bai Zhen and Wang Ning are sitting on the sofa sorting out the materials, and when they look up, they can see Lao Zhao standing in front of the map of Nanjing again.  Comparing with a compass and a pencil in his hand, he drew a circle at the junction of Qinhuai District and Xuanwu District, frowned and stared at it for a while, then erased it with an eraser, and drew a smaller one.

    Bai Zhen and Wang Ning were very dissatisfied with his mysterious behavior.

    "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask." Zhao Bowen said so.

    "Then what are we doing now?" Wang Ning asked, "I haven't seen any progress for several days, Lao Zhao, the time on both sides is consumed synchronously, our side spends a day, and her side also spends a day, we have no  Waste of time."

    "Is there enough food in her hand?" Bai Zhen asked, "Is there any water?"

    "I know."

    Zhao Bowen was a little irritable, dropped the compass and pencil in his hand and went out to smoke.

    The four mobile phones were still placed on the coffee table without any movement.

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    Zhao Bowen ran downstairs, sat at the door of the unit and smoked sullenly.

    Cursing inwardly while smoking.

    Scolding Bai Zhen, scolding Wang Ning, scolding the computer team, scolding the aerospace team, scolding the engineering team, scolding everyone, it has been so many hours, and there is no good news at all.  The iron hand is coming, silly children, run away——!".

    "Run, run, the whole world is over, where can you go."

    Zhao Bowen looked into the distance, badly imagining what it would be like when the end of the world came, whether big eyes would eat the old lady walking the dog opposite, and vented a little bit of negative emotions on the dark side of psychology.  When he was depressed, he would smoke. He smoked alone, and the more he smoked, the more depressed he became.

    ? Li Bai said that if you draw a knife to cut off the water, the water will flow more, and if you raise a glass to relieve your worries, you will be even more worried. Zhao Bowen is not so educated, he said fuck it, fuck it.

    Lao Zhao took out his mobile phone from his butt pocket, opened WeChat and wanted to send a long note to swear at people, but he couldn't find a suitable person after searching in the address book, and he couldn't find anyone to swear at, which made him feel angry  , So Zhao Bowen thought of a way, he posted on the Weibo post bar Douyin Kuaishou, looking for some mentally handicapped posts to talk to the host.

    ?Some posts are IQ depressions, where a large number of folk science, conspiracy theorists, and fish who slipped through the nine-year compulsory education were gathered. Zhao Bowen was full of ambition before entering, thinking that he was an associate professor of Nantah University and the top of the intellectual pyramid of the whole society. Wouldn’t it be a blow to them?  This is not random killing?

    As a result, Zhao Bowen was killed to the point of abandoning his helmet and armor, and ran away with his head in his arms. At first, he held a little bit of reserve as a senior intellectual and tried to persuade the other party with logic and common sense, but he soon realized that the other party was illogical.  When the blog post tried its best to explain who Braun is and what is the lunar orbital docking method, the other party would only type wildly. You admit that the United States landed on the moon and you are a dog traitor.

    It doesn't make sense to say it, and it doesn't make sense to scold it.

    Lao Zhao is very frustrated, frustrated that so many people are unreasonable, and even more frustrated that he can't even win others, thinking that such a world is not good.?Destroyed the counting ball.

    But thinking back, he shouldn't have reasoned with people online. He should have said that your 18-generation family's academic qualifications combined are not as high as mine. If you scold them, you will be blackmailed. If you quarrel online, you will end up with the whole family and the same goal.  Ancestors, if they had known this before, it would be better to amplify their moves from the beginning.

    After finishing his cigarette, Lao Zhao threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out with his feet. It was quite harsh, as if he was crushing the person who had just scolded on the Internet under his feet.  Go back to work.

    As the headquarters, Zhao Bowen and others are coordinating the entire plan, and they are directly responsible to the higher level. This is a crucial node, linking the past and the future, but this is how to do the overall planning work. In the eyes of the people below, the headquarters is the evil Party A  , It’s a layman commanding an expert, and it’s a collection of bureaucracy, but in the eyes of the headquarters—his grandma’s, double-sided, up and down pressure, the responsibility belongs to oneself, and the credit belongs to others.

    If I screw it up, I have to take full responsibility, but if I screw it up, I am a wise leader. If it wasn't for the seriousness of the matter, and thousands of lives are at stake, he, Zhao, really wants to quit. He is rare in physics and has thick black hair.  , can't be ruined like this, whoever loves will come.

    Zhao Bowen sighed, damn it, why am I so responsible?

    This damn responsibility is rooted in the bottom of my heart.

    Confucian is all to blame. His old man said that self-cultivation, family governance, and world peace cannot be shaken for two thousand years. As a result, Zhao Bowen couldn't even find a reason to escape.

    Go upstairs, go upstairs and call again, remind the engineering team, remind the aerospace team, remind the astronomy team, he needs that remote sensing satellite, no matter what method is used, the aerospace team must send the remote sensing satellite to twenty years later  , Zhao Bowen knew it was difficult, but if it wasn't a problem, there was no need to call up those elites. Remote sensing satellites are too important, and they are blind without eyes, but eyes alone are not enough. Thinking of this, Zhao Bowen's heart sank slowly again.

    He has been waiting for news.

    Zhao Bowen took out his phone and looked at it again. This was an unconscious action, and he didn't know what he wanted to see, maybe it was time, maybe it was WeChat.

    The phone trembled slightly.

    A text message came, and Zhao Bowen hoped it was good news. Any message he received on his mobile phone in the past two days would make him feel uneasy. The last time this feeling happened was when he was checking the results after the college entrance examination. He closed his eyes,  Then slowly open your eyes like a lottery draw.

    But these days, only operators send spam messages to people all day long. Zhao Bowen probably sent them from China Telecom, just like buying a scratch-off to thank you for your patronage.

    He didn't see the familiar China Telecom, it was an unfamiliar number.

    But Zhao Bowen knew where the text message came from:

    "The meeting ceremony is over, we are engaged, Miss Qiu is about to get married. ?

 Main Text Chapter 20 Let's Pay Double

    Zhao Bowen immediately became furious.

    He rushed up to the eighth floor at the speed of Liu Xiang's 110-meter hurdles, opened the door and shouted: "It's done! It's done!"

    "What happened?" Bai Zhen asked.

    "What happened?" Wang Ning asked.

    "We have passed the most difficult level! Applause! Applause!" Zhao Bowen was overjoyed, and Lao Bai and Lao Wang clapped their hands in a daze. The guy didn't explain, and walked through the living room happily humming a ditty, continuing to hold the compasses and  Pencil draws a circle on the map of Nanjing City.

    What happened next was a miracle. Zhao Bowen was lucky. I don’t know if it was because he changed into red underpants this morning, or because he stepped on dog shit when he went out. If he had known this, he should have bought a lottery ticket on the way to work and said  Maybe you can win five million—what makes Zhao Bowen more happy than winning the lottery is that the long-silent mobile phones rang one after another, and the engineering team, aerospace team, physics team, astronomy team, computer team, and deciphering team finally emerged from the coffin.  Crawling out, the cell phone's cellular network signal flew through the window like a carrier pigeon, bringing news from afar.

    Zhao Bowen immediately held a "Dongfanghong" operation deployment meeting.

    The calculations that this guy had in his heart were finally revealed little by little.

    "Is it right?"

    "Turn a little further to the left, just a little bit, to make sure they can see the whole map"

    Zhao Bowen stood in front of the map, facing the camera set up in the center of the living room, Bai Zhen was helping to adjust the lens, Wang Ning was helping to adjust the projector and the curtain, Lao Zhao pulled the collar of his own sweater, and lifted the tortoiseshell frame  Glasses, cleared his throat, stood straight in front of the camera, and waited for the signal to be connected.

    This is a large-scale video conference.

    At 4:30 in the afternoon, each expert group joined the meeting one by one. Zhao Bowen looked over the camera and landed on the screen of the projector. He saw that the last small square of the Tencent meeting was occupied by a head as bright as a light bulb.  I know everyone is here.

    "Comrades, I want to officially start the deployment of Operation Dongfanghong."

    The so-called "Dongfanghong" operation, no one knows exactly what it refers to, not because it is so classified that the core personnel such as Bai Zhen, Wang Ning and the major expert groups don't know about it, but because it was started by Zhao Bowen  Name, the operation code name "Dongfanghong" did not exist an hour ago.

    A dozen pairs of eyes stared at Lao Zhao on the curtain, waiting for him to speak.

    "As we all know, due to the existence of Big Eyes, MSR is in a very dangerous situation. More importantly, she cannot reach the first and second bases of Zitai and Mochou Lake. If she cannot reach the base, we will not get enough information  and data, so the ultimate goal of our next plan is to get rid of that big eye." Old Zhao paused, "This is the Dongfanghong plan."

    Bai Zhen and Wang Ning sat on the sofa side by side, their faces calm, what Zhao Bowen said was expected, and getting rid of the big eyes was the best choice they recognized.

    In the past few days, everyone gathered together for countless large and small meetings, and put forward all kinds of reliable and outrageous solutions. In the end, getting rid of the big eyes directly got the most votes.

    Everyone thinks that bg4msr can't fight big eyes, but just because a little girl can't kill big eyes doesn't mean that all human beings can't do anything about it.

    At this moment, she has seven billion people as her backing.

    "The Dongfanghong project will be divided into three steps. The first step is the investigation stage. We need to launch a remote sensing satellite to 20 years later, and establish a map of Nanjing 20 years later and a trajectory model of Big Eyes."

    The person in charge of the aerospace team didn't scold her this time.

    In the past few days, the aerospace team focused on whether Zhao Bowen, a layman's proposal, was feasible, and finally concluded that the feasibility was zero.

    They vetoed Zhao Bowen's idea and could not land the probe on the moon, so the Eighth Academy and the Fifth Academy designed another orbit—the chief engineers said that it would be more reliable to go to the inner solar system than the moon.  People have racked their brains to accurately enter orbit after 20 years of leaving the earth.

    "The conditions are very harsh. Ballet dancing with shackles can only be said to be barely feasible. We try to reduce the size and weight of the satellite as much as possible, and then use SAR to do telemetry in the s or x-band. We discussed with the computer team and wanted to achieve  For the resolution within 1 meter they require, the height of the satellite must be kept as low as possible.” The space team is very cautious, “Combining with the limited capacity of the rocket and the complicated orbit change method, the life of the satellite will be greatly reduced in the end.”

    "How many months can you live?" Zhao Bowen asked.

    "I'm afraid the unit will be counted in hours." The space team replied, "All reconnaissance satellites are like this. If you want to maintain surveillance, you have to consume energy to change orbits. This will inevitably burn the lifespan. We estimate the normal working hours of the telemetry satellites in the past.?It will exceed 160 hours.  "

    Zhao Bowen did the math, "Seven days."

    "This is still under all ideal circumstances. If something goes wrong during launch or re-entry, the result will be even worse." The aerospace team reminded.

    "Enough is enough. The challenge is impossible." Zhao Bowen is open-minded, "If it is feasible, try to do it. Where is the satellite now?"

    "In the 812 satellite assembly workshop."

    "When will it be launched?" Zhao Bowen asked.

    The aerospace team was stunned for a moment, "This we need to find a rocket. This satellite is too heavy to be launched with the long six. At least one rocket like Ariane or Alliance is needed."

    "Find! Find the nearest Alliance rocket!"

    "Here where can I find the alliance rocket temporarily?" The aerospace team was stunned.

    "Ask! Call and ask, and ask now!"

    Zhao Bowen's nature of chasing life with iron hands was exposed again, and he refused to wait for a moment. He wished he could shuttle to the opposite side through the network, and then brandished a whip to flog them fiercely, urging them to speed up their progress.

    After a while, they found a launch vehicle with the shortest time distance and space distance in the world.

    The Russian-made Union-stb launch vehicle, as the big brother in the launch vehicle circle, is the rocket with the longest history and the most launches in the world. It has done everything, and now it is going to save all mankind.

    This rocket is now located on the other side of the earth, the French Guiana Space Center in northern South America across the entire Pacific Ocean.

    "It is expected to be launched on December 18. This is probably Russia's business order to launch satellites for Italy and the European Space Agency. Italy's csg1 earth observation satellite is also a synthetic aperture radar telemetry satellite. It weighs two tons and the European Space Agency.  It is a space telescope called cheops, which is expected to run in a sun-synchronous orbit, and the two payloads will be launched with one rocket." The space team said, "There are ten days before its launch."

    "Cutting Hu! Cut Hu!"

    Zhao Bowen waved the pencil in his hand.

    "But this is a European rocket"

    The other party is a bit difficult.

    It's not the first time that Zhao Bowen has done this, but before, he intercepted his own rockets. This time, he wanted to intercept foreign rockets. It would be much more troublesome to intercept foreign rockets.

    "Is it a commercial order? Let's buy it! Let the Italian's satellite go back a little bit, let's go first."

    Zhao Bowen believes that there is no problem that cannot be solved with money.

    "The launch is still ten days away, can this be in time?" Someone asked, "If you change your mind on the spot, Russia may not be willing to breach the contract."

    "It's too easy to deal with the Russians." Old Zhao said firmly, "How much is that rocket? Let's say we pay double!"

    ?

 Text Chapter 21 Miss Qiu

    How to negotiate with Russians and Europeans is not Zhao Bowen's business. As a qualified Party A, he only needs to give requirements and deadlines.  The aerospace team may be urgently dispatching the strongest drinker in the team to bring two boxes of Beijing Red Star Erguotou to the plane.

    "In the second step, we need to build a model and analyze the behavior patterns of Big Eyes. This is the premise and basis for making follow-up plans, including bg4msr's route to the first and second bases, data transmission schemes, and countermeasures." Zhao Bowen faced the camera  , and slapped the map behind him, "The safety of the little girl and the internal data of the first and second bases are the top priority. We must ensure that no accidents happen to people, and no accidents happen to the data!"

    Bai Zhen and Wang Ning sat on the sofa, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was somewhat solemn. This was a military combat deployment meeting, a pre-war action mobilization meeting, but the battle they were going to fight broke out in twenty years.  back.

    "This task is handed over to the computer group."

    "As long as there is enough data, we can do model analysis, and enough computing power has been reserved here." The computer team said, "At present, all the supercomputers that can be used in China are in our hands."

    The computer group is also rich and powerful, and it is not ambiguous to call supercomputing.

    "The third step is to obtain the data in the first and second bases. This is our early goal. We have to make various plans in response to Big Eyes. If we are lucky, it will not affect the actions of bg4msr for the time being, and it will not in the short term."  It is necessary to take risks and take the initiative to attack, and we must first get the data before we talk about it." Zhao Bowen continued, "But if it has a high probability of affecting our plan, then we should get rid of it first to avoid future troubles."

    "How to get rid of big eyes, Mr. Zhao, do you have any plans?" someone asked.

    "We think that with the current capabilities of bg4msr, it is difficult to fight against big eyes, which is very dangerous."

    "We don't know much about big eyes. It is an alien creature after all."

    "What kind of weapon is used to deal with it? Bazooka? Individual missiles? Not to mention whether it can be sent there, even if it can be sent there, it cannot be used."

    "No, the risk factor is too high, we can't take this risk."

    All the people at the meeting started arguing with each other.

    "No—" Zhao Bowen elongated his voice, pressed his hands together, and motioned for everyone to be quiet, "We don't use conventional weapons. Conventional weapons have already been proved to be useless. If we want to do it, we will do it. We will kill the grass and roots, and we will do it in one step, leaving no future trouble  There is a weapon that has been proven to be effective."

    Everyone knew what he was talking about, but there was still surprise in their eyes.

    In this era of long peace, what Zhao Bowen said sounds like a joke.  It will not appear in real life. How can someone sit in a residential building and talk about this issue seriously?  But everyone knows that this is not a joke, this is really a feasible solution, a method worthy of serious consideration, and even their only choice.

    Miss Qiu.

    She is a code name representing the most powerful weapon in human history.

    Nuclear weapons.

    If the plan is really implemented, then they will become the first organization to actually use nuclear weapons to fight after World War II. Such an earth-shattering decision was actually made in the living room of a residential area in Qinhuai District.

    This may be the third nuclear bomb used for military purposes in human history, and it will explode in Nanjing.

    "How do you plan to send the nuclear bomb there?" Bai Zhen asked, "Buried in the ground for twenty years?"

    "It's impossible. If I dare to bury a nuclear bomb under the urban area of ??Nanjing, then the millions of citizens in Nanjing will tear me apart and tear you apart." Zhao Bowen waved his hand, "The only feasible solution is to send it to the sky  "

    When he said this, he paused, and he sighed, "It's so fucking crazy."

    If Zhao Bowen really wants to send a nuclear bomb into the sky, roughly counting the international conventions he violated, he will have a household registration book.  , "Comprehensive Nuclear Test Ban Treaty" trampled underfoot, this is an extremely risky move, except for North Korea, the human world has not really exploded a nuclear bomb for 20 years.

    In the movie, Zhao Bowen is definitely a terrorist.

    It's still the kind of super terrorist giant who intends to destroy the world. Can a villain who can't get a nuclear bomb in a Hollywood blockbuster still be called a villain?

    "Old Zhao, you must be very careful. The Cuban Missile Crisis wasn't such a big deal back then, so don't start a third world war."?.  "Wang Ning was a little apprehensive, he felt that this job was not something he could meddle in, "When the black moon has not come yet, human beings will play themselves to death first."  "

    During the Cuban Missile Crisis, the Soviets only transported nuclear bombs to South America and into Americans’ backyards, which made the global situation tense and the Cold War reached its peak. Now Zhao Bowen wants to launch a nuclear bomb into the sky and hang it over everyone’s heads.  This sword of Damocles is much harder than the Soviets, what if it falls?  Wherever it falls, it is a major international accident.

    Similar things have happened in history. In 1978, the Soviet Cosmos 954 ocean monitoring satellite crashed in Canada. This was a satellite carrying a uranium-235 nuclear reactor. Its crash caused a large area of ??nuclear radiation contamination.  And caused fierce international disputes.

    Wang Ning backed down. He was just a section chief waiting to retire, so why did he get involved with something as dangerous as nuclear weapons?

    "Old Zhao, is it too late for me to quit now?" Wang Ning asked.

    "It's too late." Zhao Bowen said, "wait for death."

    "This Can this plan be passed?" Bai Zhen asked, "We promised not to use nuclear weapons first, so don't slap the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in the face."

    "That's a promise to human beings." Zhao Bowen replied, "It doesn't apply to aliens."

    A typical petty citizen like Wang Ning and Bai Zhen is quite timid and afraid of getting into trouble, and Mr. Ye is fond of dragons. Although Bai Zhen complains every day that the headquarters does not have a lot of money and has nothing but a long name, when the big guy really shows up, Bai Zhen shrinks again.  Realizing that a big guy also means a big responsibility, this huge responsibility is suffocating just looking at it, his grandma's shoulders the lives of millions of people, the relationship between big countries, the future and the future of all mankind  Destiny, when the weight of weight falls on the shoulders, who is steel and who is mud can be discerned at a glance.

    He Bai Zhen is definitely not such steel, and neither is Wang Ning. Of course, they are not willing to admit that they are mud, at most it is aluminum alloy.

    A terrible thing like a nuclear bomb can be in anyone's hands, as long as it is not in your own hands.

    Zhao Bowen said that the plan has been approved, and the signature has been signed. Just as they were talking, a nuclear bomb was being allocated from the nuclear arsenal.

    Bai Zhen and Wang Ning looked at each other, they both knew that only one person in the whole country had the right to sign.

    "It's only now that I deeply understand this is a war." Bai Zhen sat on the sofa with his hands hanging down, and said in a low voice, "The mountain is about to come and the wind will fill the building."

    "This battle has already started." Zhao Bowen turned around, faced the camera, and waved his hands vigorously, "Comrades, the horn of the charge has already sounded, and the time is not waiting, everyone must act! Go! Go! Go!  "

    ?

 Text Chapter 22 Weather Recorder

    Ban Xia sits on the steps of the unit building, holding a slender withered yellow bamboo pole, one end in his hands and the other at his feet, humming leisurely, squinting one eye, to see if the bamboo pole is enough  straight.

    Next, she tied a one-meter-long white plastic strap to the end of the bamboo pole. While busy with her work, she raised her eyes to look at the thin bamboo poles planted on the lawn opposite.  After getting up, the girl stared at it for a while, then buried her head down and resumed her work.

    After tying the straps, she took the bamboo pole upstairs and climbed into the attic to erect it.

    She has already erected five or six such poles, carrying a small notebook and pencil in her hand, checking it four times a day, and then writing down in the notebook:

    "December 10.

    ? At 8:32 in the morning, the southeast wind, the second-level wind.

    ? At 12:02 noon, the northeast wind, the third-level wind.

    ? At 4:33 p.m., northerly wind, Category 3 wind.

    ? At 10:01 p.m., westerly wind, Category 3 wind.  "

    Check once every morning, noon, afternoon and night, and check four times a day. This is Pinellia's new job. When debugging the psk data transmission link, she does this, like a weather investigator.

    The wind force is difficult to measure, and can only be estimated. bg4mxh said that there is a formula for wind force estimation, which is like a jingle. The zero-level smoke column shoots straight into the sky, the first-level green smoke deflects with the wind, the second-level breeze blows the face, the third-level leaves move the red flag, and the fourth-level  Flying pieces of paper—you grab a handful of paper like Oppenheimer and throw them into the sky. If they are blown up by the wind, they will have an equivalent of 500,000 tons Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh  The wind is right!

    "Bg, what is the use of statistics?"

    "I don't know, anyway, it's their request." Bai Yang replied, "Uncle Zhao and the others have been acting mysteriously for the past few days, maybe they have some big plans? Miss, is your camera back to normal? over  .”

    "The new one was out of focus, so I changed it again."

    Yesterday Banxia accidentally broke the camera while tossing it, so I had to replace it with a new one.

    "Is there a problem with the program running? over."

    "There are still bugs, but finally all of them can be installed." The girl took a long breath, "It's so difficult, why is it so difficult to meet you."

    She has seen the difficulty of debugging psk, which is much more difficult than afsk. When Pinellia was the most difficult time, she was stuck in the endless pile of codes and was at a loss. She didn't know who she was, where she was, and what she was going to do.  , At that time, she just wanted to smash the motherboard and display, and then burn everything with a fire.

    But when she calmed down, she could only face these confusing codes. With the assistance of the experts facing her, she checked the bugs bit by bit. It was an exhausting long march every time.

    As the most skilled programmer in the world, she spends 99% of her time troubleshooting bugs.

    "Technical problems are the most difficult to solve. It's like a math paper. If you can't do it, you can't do it. If someone gives me a math paper for the college entrance examination at this moment, tell me  If you say that you can be saved if you get a full score in the exam, then I can only stare blankly." Bai Yang also sighed, "Things that can be achieved with hard work are not difficult things. Really difficult things are impossible even at the beginning, over  .”

    "Bg, when is that rocket going to launch?"

    "It should be the 18th of this month, at the French Guiana Space Center, over."

    "Where is that?"

    "In South America, miss, do you know where South America is?" Bai Yang said, "On the other side of the earth, the satellite is currently being installed, and it is being airlifted to the Guyana Space Center for final assembly, over."

    The girl was silent for a while in the dark, probably trying to understand how far the other side of the earth is.

    She shook her head, but couldn't figure it out, she could only imagine the world as big as Nanjing City, any bigger would be beyond her comprehension.

    "What kind of satellite?"

    "A super camera, it will fly above your head to take pictures, find the location of the big eyes, and then transmit it to us, and we will formulate a countermeasure." Bai Yang replied, "It is a scout, and all military operations  Scouts need to be dispatched to scout the enemy before it unfolds, over.”

    "Really?" The girl was taken aback, and then a little excited again, "Then can it capture me?"

    Bai Yang suffocated.

    "Thisprobably can't, because you are too small, it can't see you, over."

    ? Even if the imaging resolution of the synthetic aperture radar carried by the satellite can reach an accuracy of less than one meter, it is still too difficult to capture a human girl at a vertical angle.And its task is not to take pictures of Pinellia, but the big eyes and long legs are seven or eight meters in size, and there is nowhere to hide under the field of view of synthetic aperture radar.

    "Oh." Ban Xia was a little disappointed.

    "The image quality of that thing is very poor, and it's still a black and white image." Bai Yang comforted her, "You don't want to use that thing to take pictures of you, miss, it's not as good as the camera in your hand, over."

    "Then when will it come over?"

    "Using me as the time coordinate system, it will return to the earth's orbit in twenty years. Taking your time as the coordinate system, it will return to the earth's orbit after eight days." Bai Yang replied, "If it doesn't have a moth on the way  If so, over."

    Now the headquarters has almost become path-dependent, and sends everything to the sky. In Zhao Bowen's view, sending to space is the best way to transport time slowly, far away from the earth, in the vast space, without interference, only a little shortcoming  ——For example, the preparation period is too long, the transportation cost is too high, there may be failures during launch, there may be failures during recovery, and there may be damage after staying in space for 20 years——hmm From this point of view, it is not good to send it to space  idea.

    But it's so cool!

    Is there a more important reason than being cool?

    "Then in my time coordinate system, it is already in space, right?" Ban Xia raised her head and looked at the dark ceiling.

    It's really amazing to think about it, time is such a wonderful thing, the satellite that hasn't been launched yet, in my opinion, has been traveling in space for 20 years.

    "Not necessarily, there may be nothing, miss." Bai Yang said, "Maybe the launch fails after eight days, then you won't receive anything after eight days, do you remember the first law of slow time passing?"  ? Only the facts that have been confirmed on our side can be received by you. If it has not become a fact on our side, it will not become a fact on your side, over."

    "What if we insist on making it a fact?" Ban Xia asked, "For example, if you set the return time of the satellite to tomorrow, I will receive the signal from the satellite tomorrow and transmit it to you, but you haven't launched that satellite yet  "

    "Based on my personal experience of sending time capsules, the final result is failure. This fact cannot be formed, the universe does not allow it to form, and you will not receive the signal from the satellite at all." Bai Yang pondered for a moment, "Then we learned that the satellite  The return failed, the launch plan was temporarily canceled, and the launch was re-launched at an appropriate time, which will cause you to not receive the signal from that satellite tomorrow, over.”

    "Then is there anything I need to do?" Ban Xia asked.

    "Yes." Bai Yang said, "The satellite cannot communicate directly with the radio station. You need to assist in receiving the satellite signal, over."

    "How to help?"

    "Hit it!" Bai Yang said, "Hit the satellite! ?

 Main Text Chapter Twenty-Three Martial Arts Absolute Learning

    What is the key to playing a satellite?

    is tracking.

    The low-orbit satellites enter and leave the country quickly, and they circle the earth in one or two hours. "Whoosh—" they passed overhead. The low-orbit reconnaissance satellite that Lao Zhao and the others sent to the future is only 300 kilometers high  , It circles the earth in an hour, such a high speed will make Pinellia face the same problem - this little thing runs too fast and is difficult to track, and if it is difficult to track, it is difficult to aim.  Difficulty receiving data.

    "Generally, how do you track satellite orbits when you launch satellites?" Bai Yang asked.

    "Use software, such as satorbit, heavens-above, ready-made free of charge and free of charge, you can find the orbital parameters of all public satellites, when it appears and when it is over the top, and which angle and direction are clear." Wang Ning moved  Sitting in the living room with a small bench, straightening the clothes hanger with a vise in his hand, "Stk is more professional, and similar software is everywhere, so that satellites all over the world will no longer have privacy from you."

    Obviously, in the bg4msr era, it is impossible to have these software anymore. Human beings are completely extinct, there is no Internet, no servers, and no one maintains and updates.

    "She definitely can't find the satellite orbit by herself. How can she find it? We just tell her here." Bai Zhen also moved a small bench and sat in the living room, holding a vise in his hand and cutting  Clothes hanger, "If you're lucky and the satellite re-orbits without deviation, then once we report the parameters here, she will be able to align soon."

    "Actually, the best solution is to take a relay satellite and put the relay satellite in a synchronous orbit at an altitude of 36,000 kilometers." Zhao Bowen also sat in the living room with a small bench in his hand.  Holding a vise, cut a clothes hanger and straightened it, "In this way, the relay star will always hang above the girl's head. The scout star will transmit the data to the relay star, and the relay star will transmit the data back to the ground.  You don’t need to work hard to track it down, otherwise you’ll have a spondylosis if you hold a Yagi antenna station on the roof and follow the satellite all day long.”

    "Then you should let them take a relay star."

    Bai Zhen cut off the hanger in his hand with a "click".

    "I mentioned it a long time ago, and I was scolded by the aerospace team." Zhao Bowen pouted, "They told me, are you still a human? You are not a human!"

    "The result? Didn't the relay star belt come with it?"

    Wang Ning also cut off the hanger in his hand with a "click".

    "Yes, but they warned me that this will greatly increase the difficulty of orbit design, and at the same time greatly increase the failure probability of satellite re-orbit." Zhao Bowen replied, "I said that there is no way, you can imagine a little girl  Is Tian standing on the roof of the building and holding the Yagi antenna in circles? Does she not have to do anything else?"

    The three old men sat around chattering, their hands were constantly busy, just like village women sitting together, chatting, gossiping and knitting sweaters, so many gossips came out like this, but Bai Zhen Wang Ning Zhao Bowen three  Instead of knitting needles and wool, the individuals held vise and hangers, and the sound of "clicking" came one after another.

    When Bai Yang came home from school in the afternoon, he saw them sitting together and abusing the clothes hanger, tearing the clothes hanger to pieces.

    What is this doing?

    This is making a Yagi antenna.

    The Yagi antenna is undoubtedly the most commonly used antenna type in the ham group. Compared with ordinary rod antennas and dipole antennas, the Yagi antenna has the advantages of high gain and high orientation. The signal is polarized in one direction. Generally speaking,  Other antennas are big bulbs that scatter light in all directions, and Yagi antennas are flashlights that only shine in one direction.

    Due to the polarization characteristics of the Yagi antenna signal, it is also the antenna that hams often use to play satellites. Because the power of ordinary amateur radio stations is very low, and the power of satellites is even lower, the connection between the radio station and the satellite is like a dumb talking to a deaf person. These two people  There are still thousands of miles between them-it is impossible for them to hear each other under normal circumstances, unless the mute masters martial arts skills to force the voice into a line.

    This forced sound into a line is the Yagi antenna.

    Bai Zhen put down the clothes rack in his hand, and picked up a slender wooden board from the floor. It was a leftover piece from some furniture factory. It was about one meter long.

    "What is the uplink and downlink frequency of that relay satellite?"

    "Uplink 144mhz, downlink 430mhz." Zhao Bowen replied.

    "The transmission speed of the u-band is a bit slow, you can use the x-band as well." Wang Ning said.

    "X-band reception is complicated. The connection between the scout satellite and the relay satellite is in the X-band. The relay satellite can store the data and send it back to Earth slowly. Don't worry about it." Zhao Bowen picked up the tape measure from the coffee table, "  How long is the reflector?"

    Valley &lt;/span&gt;"Uplink two-meter wave, reflector length one meter, half wavelength."

    Bai Zhen took the measuring tape and measured the length of one meter on the straight clothes hanger: "No, this clothes hanger is not big enough, less than one meter. Is there a bigger clothes hanger?"

    Mom came out of the kitchen: "You have ruined all the drying racks at home."

    "I asked Xiaozhu to buy a large one."

    Wang Ning dialed the phone while speaking.

    That night Xiao Zhu ran all over the supermarkets in Qinhuai District.

    The clothes hanger is straightened and becomes a metal wire. Bai Zhen cut a one-meter-long metal wire and used it as the reflector of the Yagi antenna. The structure of the Yagi antenna is so simple that it can be made with wooden strips and a clothes hanger.  The reason why Bai Zhen and others chose Yagi is that it can use materials from anywhere, is easy to make, and is extremely friendly to novices.

    The wooden strips are used as the central axis, and five straight drying racks are placed vertically on the wooden strips in turn, which look like fish bones and form a Feng shape, which is a simple five-element Yagi antenna.

    The rearmost and longest clothes rack is called a reflector, and it concentrates the signal, like the mercury bowl in a flashlight.

    The penultimate clothes hanger is called the vibrator. The vibrator is the core of all antennas. It is the signal source. The current bounces wildly on the vibrator to generate electromagnetic waves.

    The remaining three clothes hangers are called directors. They guide the radiation direction of the radio wave and make it radiate in the direction that the antenna points to, so as to achieve the purpose of pointing and hitting.

    "Will you teach her to do it after you finish it?" Bai Yang sat aside and watched the three of them do their handicrafts. Twisting Yagi antennas with hands is the basic skill of the old ham.

    "When we confirm that this thing works, let her make an exact replica of the gourd painting over there." The old man replied, "Let's make do with it."

    "It's simple, and you can learn it once you learn it." Zhao Bowen said, "With the Yagi antenna, she can receive the signal from the satellite and then pass it on to us. The plan goes through the plan."

    "How long is the vibrator?"

    "96 centimeters, or 97 centimeters, you can cut it."

    "The remaining three are the same length."

    "Both are 88 centimeters."

    "Pay attention to the spacing, do we want a higher gain, or a better frequency band characteristic?"

    "Try it all. After it's done, take it to ao-91 to see how it works Also, pay attention to adjusting the impedance."

    "Close your eyes, 50 euros."

    "Which one of you brought the swr instrument?"

    "It's okay, I'll ask Xiao Zhu to bring one over!"

    The trio finally completed a uv double-section Yagi, and when they lifted it up and pointed it like a machine gun—Ban Xia also thought so, and when she finished the Yagi two days later, she felt that this  When the thing is swung, it looks like the Fangtian painted halberd used by Lu Bu in the horse.

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 Text Chapter 24 Hyperspace Orbital Landing Campaign

    "It's the red rabbit in the horse, Miss, over."

    "Okay, it's just like the handle Fang Tianhua halberd used by the red rabbit in the horse!"

    Ban Xia raised the Yagi antenna high in his hand. It was made of a thin wooden strip and ten clothes racks. It was not heavy, but holding it in his hand for a long time would cause backaches. Section Chief Wang  Said that it is unrealistic to use it to track satellites accurately and quickly for a long time.  The following star hangs above the head of Nanjing City at a height of 36,000 kilometers.

    "How do you use this antenna?"

    "Tie it to the mobile station, Miss." Bai Yang explained, "The satellite works on the uv band, its downlink frequency is 430mhz, 725 cannot receive radio waves of this frequency, so you must use the mobile station to receive, over  .”

    "Just rely on this walkie-talkie?"

    Ban Xia fiddled with the Baofeng uv9r mobile phone in his hand in surprise. How can such a small thing connect to a satellite thousands of miles away?

    "Don't underestimate the walkie-talkie in your hand, miss." Bai Yang said, "As long as you master the methods and skills, it's no problem to use it as a satellite phone, over."

    "It's amazing."

    Ban Xia was amazed.

    "It's just a part of the whole plan. It's not that it's powerful, it's that the whole plan is very powerful. You can't do without anyone." Bai Yang said, "At that time, you will have two satellites above your head, one is the eyes.  , one is the ear, and the scout star is responsible for taking pictures. It circles the earth every hour, and passes over your head every hour. The relay star stays in a synchronous orbit at an altitude of 36,000 kilometers  Eh? What's the matter, Uncle Zhao?"

    "What's wrong?"

    "Uncle Zhao just came back. He had a meeting with the Provincial Party Committee this afternoon and asked me to help him find a pair of slippers." Bai Yang replied, "My mother found a pair for him. Let's continue talking. The relay star is in synchronous orbit.  The relative position is fixed, that is to say, it will always hang above your head, and it is this satellite that transmits data to you, over.”

    Judging from the plan given by the Aerospace Group, the structure of the relay star is quite simple. It has only two functions, storage and forwarding. It is small in size, 30 cm high, 20 cm long and 20 cm wide.  The aerospace team said that this thing was temporarily requisitioned from a domestic commercial satellite project, and all functions were ready-made. The requirements given the first day were found in the 518 of the Fifth Academy's own house the next day.

    ——Of course, this cubesat can’t be used right away. It needs to contact the Yagi antenna of bg4msr in a synchronous orbit at a height of 36,000 kilometers. This is a very difficult task. It is very difficult to do this, because  The track is just too high.

    Thirty-six thousand kilometers-what is the concept of thirty-six thousand kilometers?

    The circumference of the earth's equator is 40,000 kilometers, and 36,000 kilometers is equivalent to running 90% of the distance around the earth's equator, which is equivalent to running from the South Pole to the North Pole and then from the North Pole to the South Pole.  A small satellite weighing a few kilograms, the other end is an antenna made of wooden boards and drying racks.

    These two still have to talk.

    Under normal circumstances, the small body of the Yagi antenna is the limit for low orbit. The comrades in charge of this project of the Fifth Academy tossed and turned, scratched their heads, and finally decided to add a Yagi antenna to the relay satellite.  Unfolding, the two Yagi antennas are separated by 36,000 kilometers of void fencing to transmit the data.

    The 518 Institute is one of the co-manufacturing units of the reconnaissance satellite. They have experience in extraterrestrial detectors, so this project is led by the Fifth Institute and the Chang Guang Institute, each responsible for a module. The satellite and radar are developed by the Chang Guang Institute, and the power and  The orbit design is in charge of the Fifth Academy. One ensures that the satellite can see the big eyes, and the other ensures that the satellite can enter orbit normally after 20 years away from home.

    This satellite is called "Zheng Lun" by them.

    The relay star that went up to the sky with it is called "Chen Qi".

    And the Alliance rocket that launches them is named "General Hem Ha".

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    The rocket was launched on December 18, 2019.

    On the same day, Ban Xia completed her psk image data transmission system.

    December 18, 2019 in history may be ordinary in the eyes of most people. On this day, at the French Guiana Space Center, a Russian-made Soyuz-stb carrier rocket was launched. It carried the Italian CSG1 Earth Observation  The satellite and ESA's CHEOPS space telescope are just an ordinary commercial launch vehicle, a humble one among hundreds of rocket launches throughout the year.

    But in the history recorded by others, on December 18, 2019, a Soyuz-stb launch vehicle nicknamed "General Humha" wasLaunched from the Guiana Space Center, it carried two top-secret payloads and was charged with a top-secret important mission, and went to the distant future twenty years later.

    The stage of Operation Dongfanghong has been fully laid out. If it is a military operation, then there has been no such complex military operation since World War II. Seventy-five years ago, on June 6, 1944, Operation Overlord was launched in the  In the early morning mist, the vanguard of 170,000 Allied troops landed in Normandy, kicking off the prelude to a complete reversal of the situation on the Western Front in World War II.  , Operation Dongfanghong was officially launched on an unknown historical stage. An alliance stb carrier rocket carrying two satellites will reach the earth's orbit in 20 years to conduct a strategic reconnaissance across time and space. This is the most complicated in human history  The hyperspace orbital landing campaign.

    I have to say that Zhao Bowen is far-sighted. He told Bai Yang very early on to teach bg4msr how to build a data transmission system, and almost all subsequent work will be based on this.

    The image transmission system with the icom725 amateur radio station, the Celeron 3150 industrial control motherboard, and the Philips crt monitor as the core can allow Pinellia to see the world 20 years ago, and Bai Yang to see the girl 20 years later.  The remote control system with the gr3188 analog repeater as the core is a necessary condition for launching satellites. The 725 short-wave radio station cannot work in the UV band. If you want to contact the satellite, you can only rely on the hand station in Banxia's hand.

    Now that everything is ready, Bai Yang went to take pictures of Pinellia as promised, and he asked for leave this afternoon to not go to school.

    "Where should we go first?" Bai Yang said, "Xuanwu Lake? Zijin Mountain? Or Xinjiekou?"

    "Confucius Temple! Go to the Confucius Temple first!" Lian Qiao suggested, "There is also the Qinhuai River. To be honest, I have been in Nanjing for so long, and I haven't been to the Confucius Temple yet."

    "They are all man-made scenic spots for people from other places." Bai Yang said, "There is nothing to see in a street of shops. The locals never go there. It is better to go to the Yangtze River Bridge."

    "I'm not local!"

    "The coin toss decides, the head will go to the Confucius Temple first, and the back will go to the Zijin Mountain first." Bai Yang took out the Morse code practice coin from his pocket, flicked his thumb up, and the coin flipped into the air, and returned  Before it fell, it was caught by Forsythia with quick eyesight and quick hands.

    "What are you doing?"

    "What is this?" Forsythia was curious, holding the practice coin and holding it up, "Game coin?"

    "Morse code practice coin, look, it is engraved with 26 English letters of Morse code expression, if you want to recite Morse code, you can buy one on Taobao, twenty yuan." Bai Yang took it from her hand  snatched the coin back from the pocket, and tossed it on the ceiling again——

    The coin flipped and rose to the highest point, then flipped and fell, and the speed became faster and faster. Finally, with a "pop!", it was clapped by a pair of small hands.

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    Ban Xia slowly opened her hand, and the coin lay quietly in her palm, it was the front.

    "Okay, it's positive, it means that the next work will go well!"

    Just reciting mantras is no longer enough. The recent work has obviously shown resistance to spells. In order to enhance the effectiveness of chanting, Ban Xia began to toss coins before work. If the coin landed heads, it means that the next work will be all right.  Well, if the coin comes out tails, it means toss again.

    She put the coin on the red string and put it around her neck again.

    Then climb up to the top of the building, put a small compass under your feet, and when the direction of the pointer is stable, use a stone to draw a cross on the hard cement, pointing to the four directions of southeast, northwest, respectively.

    It looks like a feng shui master watching feng shui, and the next thing is to gossip about the heavenly stems and earthly branches. After spending so long with Bai Yang and the other ancients, Pinellia didn't learn a little materialism, but became a magic stick, firmly believing that everything has animism, computers  The machine god resides in the motherboard, and she must chant mantras and pray before turning on the machine. She can do such things as Feng Shui.

    After confirming the orientation, Banxia lay down on the roof of the building, holding a ruler and a protractor in his hand, measured the angle from true north, and counted clockwise to 196.29°—that is, 16.29° west of true south.

    This is the azimuth of the relay satellite.

    The azimuth angle has been determined, Banxia erected a wooden stick in the center of the cross, she began to measure the elevation angle, and when it reached 84.33°, she stopped.

    This is the altitude angle of the relay satellite.

    The azimuth and altitude angles are determined, and Banxia’s Yagi antenna that looks like a square sky painting halberd knows which direction to point. After all, Nanjing is not on the equator, and the sub-satellite point of the relay star will not fall exactly on Banxia’s head.  superior.

    If there is no accident, Hum Hum and Ha Ha will enter orbit at 6:00 this afternoon. At this moment, they are returning from the distant space, wandering in the solar system for twenty years, and they will re-enter the earth orbit this afternoon.  The two satellites in the synchronous orbit will undergo a major orbit change, and at the same time the two satellites will part ways, the relay satellite will stay on the geo at a height of 35786.03 kilometers from the equator, and the scout satellite will continue to go deep into Huanglong and reach the low-earth orbit  .

    The orbit design is extremely complicated. In order for the two satellites to successfully enter the orbit, the engineers bald their heads. They have formulated an extremely fine positioning system, with the Meihua Villa in Qinhuai District, Nanjing City at 118.798°E and 32.011°N as the core, and strive to  Reduce the position error to within one meter.

    In the words of a certain chief engineer, it’s not that they want to be so precise, but that the span of 20 years is too large, and no matter how awesome the navigation system is, it will be offset. If they make a mistake here, they will be wrong in 20 years.  One piece, their side is one kilometer away, and it will be one hundred and eight thousand miles away in twenty years. The speed of the satellite in the synchronous orbit is 3.075 kilometers per second, and the error of one second will fly out 3075 meters. If  The orbital time is eight hours earlier and eight hours later, and the relay satellite will hang over the heads of Africa or America.

    Ban Xia looked down at the directions and numbers she had drawn, not to mention, it was really like some kind of magic stick ceremony.

    From a certain point of view, this is actually no different from Feng Shui. If Banxia cannot understand the principles of relay satellites and radio communication, then to her, this is some kind of mysterious ritual—as long as the azimuth and elevation angle are correct  , the magic weapon can communicate with the gods in the dark, receive the oracle from the sky, and the incomprehensible technology and magic have always been the same.

    She raised her head again, looking up at the gloomy sky.

    She seemed to see them coming back.

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    He seemed to be able to see them go.

    "What are you looking at?" Lianqiao asked.

    "Look at the satellite." Bai Yang said.

    "Looking at satellites?" Lian Qiao raised her head together, trying to look into the distance, "Where are there any satellites?"

    "It has already flown out of the atmosphere. It is launched on the other side of the earth. We can't see it here." Bai Yang retracted his gaze, "As we speak, it is leaving the earth's orbit, and no one knows what it will become.  s future."

    "If you can't see it, then you still watch it."

    "But I know it's there." Bai Yang said, "As long as you know it's there, as long as your direction is right, you can definitely see it."

    "But I didn't see it." Lian Qiao blinked.

    "You don't know that you see it, sister Qiao, think about it, if the world is dark and the universe is also dark, and only that satellite is shining, is it easy for you to find it? Why can't you see it?  , just because the surroundings are too bright, too much light enters your eyes, and the satellite is too small and too far away, and the reflected light is too weak, even if it enters your eyes, it will be ignored by the brain.?? Bai Yang said, "You have actually seen it, but you don't know it."

    Forsythia thought for a while, and it seemed to be the reason.

    "I think it's quite sad when you say that," she said.

    "Why?"

    "Everyone can see it, but everyone ignores it." Lianqiao said, "It went so far by itself, did we abandon it, or did it abandon us?"

    The two leaned against the stone railing by the Qinhuai River, the evening wind blew Forsythia's hair.

    They ran a long way this afternoon, originally to take pictures, but in the end Bai Yang felt that he was actually shopping with Lianqiao. This sister was incredibly energetic and physically strong.  Walking around the museum for a long time, she walked like a fly, and she also saw the Qinhuai River that she was thinking about. Of course, the first thing Lianqiao said after seeing the Qinhuai River was, "That's it?"

    The second sentence is "How is the water still green?"

    After taking a full-body photo of the big archway of "Tianxia Wenshu", Lian Qiao took Bai Yang to the river for a boat ride.

    Bai Yang reluctantly went, he felt that as a local, he shouldn't be taken advantage of by this, but it was the first time for Sister Qiao to come to Nanjing, so he had to sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman.

    Bai Yang suggested that if you take a boat on the Qinhuai River, you should come at night. There are lights at night, and the scenery is more beautiful.

    Sitting on a boat, Forsythia said to test your eyesight, have you noticed?  When we lined up, the fifth person from the front and the fifth person from the back were all plainclothes.

    Bai Yang asked how many plainclothes people were around me?

    Lian Qiao shrugged her shoulders, she said stop A Yang, the boat is full of plainclothes.

    Bai Yang knew that he was under strong protection and monitoring, but he was very worried now, Bai Yang didn't know how strict the monitoring was - when he was doing some handicrafts that were not suitable for public display in the dead of night, he would not be in a certain office  Live the whole thing?

    "You have thousands of lives on your body now, understand our work." Lian Qiao patted him on the shoulder, "After all, this matter is not trivial, and no one can take responsibility if something goes wrong."

    "Then can't I be equipped with a battalion of Hongqi 9 air defense missiles? When I go out, the 99a main battle tank clears the way. The 15-type tank is in the back. A Wuzhi 10 army aviation regiment is on standby at any time. A brigade of field troops is stationed next to the community. The brigade commander calls for it.  Senior Colonel Man Guangzhi." Bai Yang supported his head, "Also, call the leaders of half of the countries in the world, all live in Plum Blossom Villa, and give priority to the affairs of the headquarters, or is it plausible? People  Can you agree?"

    "Who doesn't agree?"

    "Starting point readers do not agree."

    The boat docked, and the two walked back along the road, preparing to take the subway.

    The current time is 5:40 pm, and tonight 7:00 is the time when Operation Dongfanghong will officially start. At that time, both the scout star and the relay star will be put into orbit, and bg4msr will transmit the data to itself through radio station 725.  In such a big round, when it is finally time to close the net, it will be a success or a failure, all in one fell swoop.

    A battle that will determine the fate of mankind is about to start. It is conceivable that Uncle Zhao and his father are too nervous to sit still.

    Bai Yang is glad that he is not at home this afternoon, otherwise the atmosphere in the headquarters can treat people?  It's better outside, whether it's Xinjiekou, Confucius Temple or Qinhuai River, everything is operating as usual, step by step, there are always tourists, peace and joy.

    Forsythia walked slowly ahead, humming a song slowly.

    Bai Yang listened carefully.

    "Let time go by in a hurry, I only care about you, and I am willing to infect your breath."

    "It's not a pity to lose the power of life if you can gain a confidant in life"

    He couldn't remember the title of the song.

    But he remembered that it was Teresa Teng's song.

    "If there is such a day, you said that you are about to leave.

    I will lose myself and walk into the boundless sea of ??people.  ?

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    Immediately read the mobile phone to read the work information catalog Yujin, a teenager with internet addiction, died unexpectedly suddenly, and was bound by the system to do tasks.

    In the first world, she was deceived by the so-called "heroine", losing both her waist and her feelings.

    Afterwards, the so-called "heroine" was transformed into a male god of various departments, which opened the way of flirting and pampering.

    In the continuous strategy, some truths gradually surfaced.

    A certain little fairy has a long way to chase his wife, pretending to be pitiful all the time, can he finally embrace the beauty?

    Daily small theater:

    As soon as Yujin rubbed her waist, a certain big wolfdog pretended to be pitiful and looked at Yujin, and Yujin's cutie succeeded in softening her heart.

    As a result, the next day, Yujin continued to rub her waist, and continued to soften her heart.

    On the third day, Yujin: 

    On the fourth day, Yujin: 

    On the fifth day, Yujin: I quit!  !

    Immortal Venerable: What did you say?

    Yujin: I'll do it!  !  !

    Show all Chapter 259 Bullying Identity Latest update time: 12.10.2021 13:40:42 The glint of the originally dark eyes gradually disappeared at this time.

    The gods redeemed everyone, but he was forgotten.

    The blood flowed more and more, and Bai Muyuan felt light all over his body for a while, and cold again for a while.

    Curled up into a ball and squatted next to the trash can, Bai Muyuan experienced the feeling of life gradually dissipating at the intersection where no one would pass by.

    In a trance, he seemed to see the god of death.

    The legendary man holding a long scythe and wearing a black cloak.

    Bai Muyuan always thought it was a hallucination caused by dying.

    It's pretty good, at least I saw the Grim Reaper.

    However, Bai Muyuan still wanted to be a little greedy, he raised his hand slightly, wanting to touch whether it was real.

    It's a pity that the passing life does not allow him to have redundant bodily functions.

    "Hey, are you the god of death?"

    Bai Muyuan's voice gradually weakened, and there was almost no rise and fall in his chest.

    "Well, I am Death"

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    Su Chen, a white-collar worker, was forced to take a walk, but was suddenly struck by lightning, woke up to bind the system, and asked him to attack the male protagonists of the various planes, but Su Chen firmly said no.

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    Su Chen shivered and had to accept it.

    President: "Hey, come over for dinner." Su Chen said angrily, "I'm not a puppy."

    Mozun: "Hey, come and see me." Su Chen was aggrieved: "Can you stop making a move?"

    Emperor of Heaven: "Look at my heavenly palace, isn't it beautiful?" Su Chen said with tears in his eyes, "You are the boss, you are amazing."

    Prince: "Do you want to sit on the dragon chair?" Su Chen shivered: "Brother, it's not good to rebel."

    Su Chen, who has experienced various planes, was ravaged and smoked all over his body. He just wanted to beat the arrogant system to death, and burn another three thousand worlds.

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    Jin Qiufa's meritorious deeds: Overturning that bandit In a certain year in the Republic of China, a certain bandit-like Crown Prince of the Song family tied up the well-known young master of the Bai family in Shanghai.  People around him are trying to kill him everywhere.

    Little Canary avoids him everywhere and confronts him everywhere, but Little Canary will also tell the truth one day after drinking.

    That day, with a blushing face, Bai Rong couldn't get off Song Yu, "Song Yu, can you lend me Lu Xingchen."

    "What are you going to do?" Song Yu frowned, holding his waist with his big palm.

    "Guide the maze for me, and return your time and city-state."

    Boss He Shengdu's Bai Yueguang's stand-in was wrong. May I ask how did you experience raising the powerful little wife of Mr. Fu by accident?

    Ling Qingchen: Thank you for the invitation, it's so cool that I want to split in place.

    Netizen: Wow, Mr. Fu is really amazing. May I ask when are you planning to get married and have children?

    Ling Qingchen: my man.

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    Originally thought that he and him were just in love, but I didn't expect that the other party wanted to develop with him for a long time.

    Now Ling Qingchen has three major problems in his life:

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    2. How to earn enough money to dissolve this relationship.

    3. How to earn more money, let Fu Yanzhi think that he is actually very popular as an actor, and he doesn't need to spend money secretly

    Later, Ling Qingchen discovered that this was just a love game hidden in the dark, and he turned out to bea stand-in!

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    All the members of the Dongfanghong Action Leading Group are here today. From the start of the plan to today, this is the first time that all members are here. The deputy team leaders left their posts and gathered at the headquarters to witness history.  Since four o'clock in the afternoon, people kept coming to the door. Bai Yang didn't know any of them, but they all came to shake hands with Bai Yang.

    Zhao Bowen and Wang Ning introduced him, Bai Yang was dizzy and only memorized a bunch of titles, which sounded quite big. Uncle Zhao introduced that this is a certain professor, this is the director of a certain department, and this is the director of a certain department.  Wang Ning said that this is at the deputy director level, this is at the deputy department level, and this is at the main department level.

    A certain director told Bai Yang that although we had met for the first time, we had worked together for a long time.

    Bai Zhen was waiting with his watch on.

    He is timing, timing for now, and timing for twenty years later, at seven o'clock tonight, the operation will officially begin.

    The coffee table and dining table are full of laptops, the cables are dragging out of the room, the floor is full of messy wires, you need to pay attention when walking, all kinds of strange peripherals are flashing red or green light, and the white curtain is propped on  Beside the wall, the projector was turned on, and the headquarters finally looked like a joint operations command center. The only fly in the ointment was the lighting effect. Bai Zhen said that blue cold light should be added, so that it would look like the cic of an Arleigh Burke-class destroyer.  .

    "Miss, is everything ready?" Bai Yang shook hands and said, "over."

    "Ready."

    Banxia is also holding hands with the microphone. As of today, she has completed all the preparations. The Baofeng uv9r handset is tied to the Yagi antenna and supported on the roof, and the Celeron 3150 industrial control motherboard is connected to the camera, monitor and keyboard and hung on the wall.  , These are two sets of peripheral systems, which can be switched through the i725's hand microphone socket - when Banxia connects the i725 to the audio output port of the hand station, it is connected to the satellite data transmission system, and when Banxia connects the i725 to the  When connecting to the industrial control board, the image data transmission system is connected.

    Because the i725 has only one hand microphone jack, the two sets of peripherals cannot be connected at the same time, and can only be used by switching.

    Both systems will be tested tonight. The first is to test whether the reconnaissance satellite and the relay satellite are successfully put into orbit and work normally, and the second is to test whether the image transmission link can transmit pictures or videos.

    If the Hum Ha II will successfully enter orbit, then Bai Yang and others will be able to obtain the first telemetry image of Nanjing twenty years later.

    If the image transmission link is successfully established, then Bai Yang can really see bg4msr, and the latter can really see Bai Yang.

    Ban Xia is also holding a pocket watch in her hand, and the current time is 6:45 in the evening.

    "Bg, how many photos have you prepared?"

    "I took hundreds of photos. I was exhausted this afternoon. I broke my legs. Today, I am definitely the number one in the number of steps in WeChat Moments. Among the hundreds of photos, we carefully selected 20 photos.  , I’ll pass it on to you later.” Bai Yang said, “Anyway, the data link has been set up, so just say what you want to see, and we’ll take pictures for you, over.”

    "Are there any photos of you?" the girl asked, "Your photos, and those of Uncle Zhao, Dad, Uncle Wang, and everyone else."

    Bai Yang froze for a moment.

    "It's easy, let's take a photo now" He put down his microphone, "Uncle Zhao! She said she wanted a group photo of all of us—!"

    Zhao Bowen was adjusting the projector and checking the router, when he heard Bai Yang's voice, he stopped his work, raised his hands and clapped his hands: "Comrades, guys, put aside your work for a while, let's take a photo together  !"

    Forsythia took out her mobile phone: "I'll take pictures for you!"

    So everyone huddled together, with their backs against the curtain and the huge map of Nanjing City. In the middle of Baiyang Station, Lao Die was on the left, Lao Wang and Lao Zhao on the right, and other members of Dongfanghong's leadership team. There were eight or nine people in total.  Qiao was in charge of taking pictures. She raised her mobile phone, took a few steps back, and included the people and the messy documents, computers, tables, chairs and sofas in the lens——

    "Get ready, smile and call eggplant!"

    With a crisp shutter sound, time freezes, and here is the only group photo in the whole story.

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    It was seven o'clock that night.

    Ban Xia took a deep breath, took off the coin around her neck, and tossed it again, it was heads.

    "Bg4mxh, bg4mxh, cut off the voice call now."

    "Bg4msr, this is bg4mxh, confirm to cut off the voice call, over."

    Banxia took off the earphones, unplugged the i725's hand microphone, and freed up the jack of the hand microphone. From now on, she can no longer talk to the other party, and insteadBai Zhen turned his head and saw his son's face was pale.

    Bai Yang pointed to the computer screen.

    There was a red light in the video playback window, and the originally pitch-black room was slightly illuminated. Through the curtains, the person on the computer side could see a huge, glowing, blinking red eyeball moving over, appearing  Outside the window, stop, and then slowly get closer, so close that you can't see the whole picture of the eyeball through the entire window, the bedroom is like being directly shot by a huge red laser pointer from the window.

    What the satellite took was just a still photo, while the computer was broadcasting in real time. Bai Yang was staring straight at the screen, his body was too stiff to move, and he was actually looking directly at the big eyes.

    Even with the long interval of twenty years, the people in the command headquarters were oppressed to the point of being unable to breathe.

    Ban Xia held her breath, hugged Uncle Huang tightly, and curled up under the desk.

    She was not adjusting the camera just now, but was chasing Uncle Huang away. Uncle Huang slipped into the room at some point and spun wildly around her feet. When Banxia bent down to grab it, she saw the glass lens of the camera facing the window  There was a red light reflection—she didn't have time to think about it, she grabbed Uncle Huang and immediately rolled under the table, leaning her back against the wall, not daring to move or make a sound.

    The red light outside the window became more and more intense, so strong that it could illuminate the bedroom even through the curtains, and soon Ban Xia heard the sound of "crack-crack", it was big eyes crawling on the outer wall of the building  .

    Bai Yang at the other end of the video can only see the image but not hear the sound. If he can hear the sound, then he will have a deeper understanding of the horror of big eyes—Ban Xia is shivering in the dark with his eyes closed  Burying her head in Uncle Huang's warm and soft fur, she heard that thin, laughing, woman-like voice again, it was just outside the window, separated from her by a wall:

    "Come out—where are you—where are you—"

    "Give me the fruit—"

 Congratulations here

    According to the news fifteen minutes ago, at the 79th World Science Fiction Convention held in Washington, after fierce competition, the Chinese delegation from Chengdu defeated the Canadian city of Winnipeg and successfully won the right to host the 81st World Science Fiction Convention in 2023  .

    The World Science Fiction Convention is the highest-level and largest science fiction event in the world. The Hugo Awards are also awarded at the conference. Chengdu will become the second city in Asia to host the World Science Fiction Convention after Yokohama, Japan.

    Congratulations here.

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 Text Chapter 27 Fruits

    Kanshu.com,

    What is the fruit?

    I asked.

    Don't know, we can only guess the result.

    Lao Wang answered very simply. He had not taken off his mask, and the light blue surgical mask could barely cover half of his face. A pair of short black eyebrows were thick and thick, and a pair of small eyes under the eyebrows  , the dark pupils quickly scanned the surrounding environment left and right, and the short hair was still stained with water droplets. We sat by the window. Nanjing was humid and cold in winter. It was raining outside, and we could not see the rain, but we could see the transparent  The stream of water gathered on the glass, the road was deserted, the passers-by were in a hurry, umbrellas of different colors, masks of the same color.

    We met at a KFC, and I ordered two Cokes and two bags of French fries.

    Wang Ning took off his mask, took a big sip of ice-cola, and let out a long breath: Hey, the weather is so damn hot, teacher, how long have you been in Nanjing?

    It's been almost a week.

    I answer.

    It is not safe to go out these days, Wang Ning curled his lips, wondering when the diagnosis would come out.

    Director Wang, let's move on to the fruit.

    I brought the topic back on track.

    Well I'm just talking nonsense. It's just a speculative result. It has not been verified by experiments. It is not rigorous and not legally responsible. Teacher, you should listen to it as a story.

    Wang Ning had a french fries in his mouth, and the french fries turned up while talking.

    day by day……

    Old Wang looked at me and frowned.

    Tianrui.

    I remind.

    Ah yes yes, Mr. Tianrui, what do you think the fruit is?

    I thought about it: Is it human?

    Yes, but not quite right, you may think that the fruit refers to something like the fruit of wisdom, because human beings are advanced primates, human beings have advanced intelligence, so human beings are the fruit, it is this nature that has spent millions of years  born fruit.

    Wang Ning replied.

    But the fruit is not completely human. The word "fruit" is really a fruit in the literal sense. It does not mean anything, nor is it a metaphor. Teacher, have you seen crops?  Harvesters harvest crops, such as wheat, rice, cotton and other crops. When we talk about the fruits of crops, we only refer to rice or cotton peaches, not whole plants of rice or cotton Now, teacher, if I were a crop  , then what is the fruit of the crop?

    Wang Ning pointed to himself.

    I looked up and down this man who weighed at least one hundred and forty kilograms, from top to bottom, then from bottom to top, and finally my eyes stayed on his face.

    That's right, it's here, right?

    Wang Ning nodded his head.

    It’s quite simple and rough, with no twists or turns, but we thought about it for a while at the time. Our thoughts at the beginning were similar to yours. After thinking a little bit more, we also thought that the word “fruit” refers to human beings.  But later we discovered that the fact is simpler than we imagined. In the eyes of swordsmen, we are not fruits, but crops. We are really crops, crops in the real sense, but the crops planted in the ground are  Stationary, we are moving crops.

    Having said that, Wang Ning straightened up and asked me:

    Do you think the human body looks like a crop?

    I was surprised that he was right.

    The human body is really like a crop. It stands upright on the ground and holds the heavy fruit at the highest point. It is no different from rice and wheat. There are seven billion people in the world, and there are seven billion crops, densely packed.  grow on earth.

    Throughout the evolutionary history of human beings, this crop has become straighter and straighter, and the fruits it bears have become more and more attractive.

    I stared at Wang Ning's face, and Wang Ning's image gradually changed in my eyes. He was no longer a living human being, but a succulent plant full of protein and fat. All his behaviors——  Whether it is eating, studying, or working and sleeping, it is all cultivating that fruit and providing nutrition for that huge, round fruit.

    Now that the fruit is ripe, shouldn't it be time to pick it?

    The thought terrifies me.

    I quickly took a sip of iced Coke to calm myself down.

    Teacher Tianrui, your complexion is not very good-looking.

    Wang Ning reminded me.

    This fact is a little scary, and I have to calm down.

    I chewed a few mouthfuls of French fries, and then asked:

    So big eyes, that is, the purpose of swordsmen to destroy human beings, is it for headhunting?

    yes??According to the information we got later, this thing often cuts people into small pieces of 20 to 30 centimeters. We analyzed that this may be a streamlined harvesting operation, because people have different sizes  Some are fat and some are thin, but the head is always about the same size. The crops are cut into small pieces, the fruits are collected separately, and other parts are directly crushed like straw. Swordsmen are not weapons, they are probably agricultural harvesters.

    Wang Ning said slowly.

    This is a terrifying and absurd idea. It is the agricultural harvester that completely destroys human beings.

    The earth—Wang Ning pointed out the window, it was just a big farm, as long as the crops were mature, they would come to harvest, and after harvesting one crop, there would be another one.

    Next crop?

    I asked.

    Human beings are extinct, and sooner or later other creatures will fill the vacant space. One day, intelligent creatures will be born again on the earth, and the fruits will slowly ripen again, just like leeks.

    Wang Ning spoke very casually.

    Teacher, let's think further, do you think we are the first harvested crops on earth?  The history of the earth is 4.6 billion years. The first life appeared on the earth 3.6 billion years ago, and a brilliant civilization may not take 10 million years from birth to destruction.

    What is the function of harvesting their heads?

    I asked.

    Possibly to collect wisdom?  This question has to be asked to the swordsman, and we don't know.

    Wang Ning shook his head.

    It's scary, it's something that humans can't comprehend.

    I said.

    It is true that humans cannot understand them, but humans subconsciously know their existence—just like a newborn antelope knows that cheetahs are a deadly threat. This is a memory buried in our genes. Our thinking is produced by the brain, and the brain  As a fruit, it has the fruit of thinking consciousness, it has the instinct of fruit, and the instinct of fruit is to avoid being harvested.

    Wang Ning raised both hands and moved his fingers.

    All our actions are directed by the brain, and we can regard all the behaviors of the human group, including conscious and unconscious, as trying to escape the harvest of swordsmen.  Whether as an individual or as a group, human behavior is always outward-looking and expanding. We want to leave the earth, land on the moon, land on Mars, and develop outer space colonization because we know that we cannot stay on the earth forever  , shrinking forever on Earth will lead to the eventual demise of civilization - our brains tell us so, right?

    I nodded.

    But why is the brain telling us this?  In fact, it doesn't know where this strong impetus to break away from the origin comes from. Why do we have to go out?  Why do we think that staying on earth forever will lead to extinction sooner or later?  We think this is because of human beings' eternal exploration, curiosity, and desire to expand, so where does this desire come from?

    They come from fear, from the collective instinct of the brains as fruits, which is also the subconscious that fruits are born with, that is, if they do not escape from the cropland, they will all be harvested one day.

    Wang Ning paused, then continued:

    Any kind of animal, the purpose of trying to expand its own group is to avoid being extinct by something. This is the subconsciousness rooted in the gene. You may not know its existence, but you must be doing what it says.

    I was dumbfounded.

    This is Lao Zhao's idea, what he said is a bit sensational.

    Wang Ning added a sentence.

    Just listen to it as a story.

    I rubbed my cheeks hard. I have never used such a strange perspective to observe human groups: they are actually a group of crops, and the crops are trying to escape from the crop field under the command of the fruit.

    Since birth, they have been trying to escape here.

    But thinking about it is also the same reason. If the rice and wheat grow feet, they will definitely run away when the combine harvester drives into the field.

    I took a big sip of Coke and swallowed it down my throat. The cold drink can cool my mind down a bit, so that I won’t be caught and quarantined by the temperature measuring staff when I enter the subway station later.

    So, the big eyes chasing after that girl was just an agricultural harvester harvesting the last crop?

    That's right, the behavior of the big eyes is very strange, very peculiar. From the perspective of human beings, it is a heinous monster and a terrible monster, but from the perspective of other creatures, it is simply a good friend in nature Ours  Where did it come from?

    The night of your first video call.

    I remind.

    Wang Ning nodded.

    Ok, then I will continue to talk about:; Wang Ning nodded.

    Ok, then I will continue to talk.

 Text Chapter 28 Big Eyes

    There was dead silence in the room, and the few people present recalled later, only to realize that they had experienced a milestone moment in human history in shock and fear. This was the first time that humans witnessed intelligent life from outside the earth.  Homo sapiens walked out of Africa for the first time-although this contact of the third kind occurred twenty years later, it was witnessed by people twenty years ago.

    Bai Yang felt that the nickname "Big Eyes" was worthy of its name. Its biggest feature was indeed an oversized eyeball, which glowed red in the dark night.  Looking at Bai Yang through thin curtains, computer screens and twenty years of time, the latter was almost out of breath.

    This is a fear that has never been faced in human history. Bai Yang can't even tell where this fear comes from. It is not a sword, a tiger, or a ghost. It does not belong to all the images that represent terror in the human brain's cognition, but  When Bai Yang was covered by its eyes, the former seemed to be nailed, and his body was so stiff that he couldn't move.

    Bai Yang was not the only one who was stiff and unable to move. The faces of Bai Zhen, Wang Ning, Zhao Bowen and even Lian Qiao beside him were all pale. It is conceivable that all the people who received the video signal were pressed down on their seats by the sight of big eyes and had difficulty breathing.  , This is not detecting the enemy's situation, but the mouse got out of the hole and ran into the eagle head-on.

    Bai Yang and these little mice were very lucky. They stayed in a safe place, and what they saw was the eagle on the screen. No matter how powerful the opponent was, they couldn't kill them along the network cable. But Banxia was different. There was only a wall between her and Big Eyes.

    The walls are obviously unable to resist this kind of monster. As long as the opponent is willing, it is easy to tear down a wall or even destroy a building. The girl hugged Uncle Huang tightly and hid under the table, not daring to make any movement.

    She can only pray that this monster will leave quickly.

    "Come out—where are you?"

    The voice changed its tone and timbre, as if a man was speaking.

    "Give me the fruit! Give me the fruit"

    The bedroom is illuminated by the red light of the big eyes, Ban Xia guesses that it may be observing this window, and it is searching, window by window.

    Ban Xia held her breath, not daring to let out a breath.

    She thought that if she was lucky and her big eyes didn't find anything, she would continue to search, look at the next window, and leave her bedroom.

    Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go

    Please go quickly.

    Ban Xia meditated in her heart.

    But the sound above her head made the hairs on her back stand all the way from the soles of her feet to the back of her neck.

    There was a soft "click -" sound.

    That was the sound of the aluminum alloy window being pulled open.

    · ·

    · ·

    · ·

    Hold.

    It's over.

    At this moment, Banxia's mind went blank, and a few seconds later, she felt that she was going to die.

    She has no way to escape, the turtle in the urn, she can only kill her neck and wait for death.

    "Where are you——?"

    A soft voice suddenly sounded from the top of the head, it felt like someone was lying outside the window, poking his head in with a long neck, and the head was a beautiful long-haired woman.

    Pinellia is about to suffocate.

    Bai Yang was suffocated, and he was watching from the beginning to the end. The camera was set up on a tripod in the center of the bedroom, facing the window and the desk.  The thing slowly pushed up, and Bai Yang was frightened by the sense of intrusion from the pavement, as if the monster invaded not the bedroom twenty years later, but his own room now, Bai Yang subconsciously stepped back, bumping into someone with the back of his head  He turned his head to look and found that it was Zhao Bowen. Old Zhao didn't feel anything. He pushed Bai Yang's head away and stared at the computer with straight eyes.

    Whether it is on the computer side or the computer side, the air is so frozen that it cannot flow, and the only thing that moves is the thing behind the curtain.

    It intrudes in little by little.

    Suddenly something jumped onto the table, and the sudden change made Lian Qiao exclaim in a low voice.

    It was a swift black shadow, and with the ultra-low refresh rate and transmission speed of the camera, its shape could not be captured at all.

    "what is that?"

    Wang Ning's eyes widened.

    Ban Xia also widened her eyes, she didn't have time to react, Uncle Huang slipped out of her arms, twisted his slender body and climbed up the legs of the table, unable to grasp, the girl almost  Call out, did this little thing climb up to see it because it heard human voices?

    &nbsp; That's not human!  Uncle Huang!

    That's not human!

    not human!

    Ban Xia clenched her fists anxiously, she returned anxiously, but she didn't dare to move rashly, and she didn't dare to make a sound, Ban Xia couldn't get out of the table, she could only curl up into a ball, clenching her teeth tightly.

    "what is that?"

    Bai Zhen stood behind the sofa, trying to stretch his neck forward. Old Zhao Wangning and Lian Qiao followed him. They all noticed the black figure jumping up on the table, like a small animal.

    "Cat?" Forsythia asked.

    "Dog?" Bai Zhen said, "Does she have a dog?"

    "It's a weasel." Bai Yang frowned, "It's called Uncle Huang."

    Uncle Huang jumped up on the table and turned around, probably looking for the source of the sound. It has not heard the voice of another person other than Pinellia for a long time.  With this ability, it may feel that the voice just now is a bit like that woman.

    The woman who picked it up and stayed with it for many years.

    The moment the weasel jumped out, the glowing pupils outside the window shrank suddenly, and it obviously startled the big eyes, or called the swordsman——Uncle Huang's small brain capacity is impossible to understand the existence of the swordsman, this red-haired  To it, the huge eyeballs of light are no different from the sun. It just turns around on the table, looks around, and gets into the curtains, looking around.

    The pupils of the big eyes were locked on it, and moved left and right with it - neither the swordsman nor Uncle Huang knew that there were at least a dozen people staring at them at this moment, and no one dared to show their air.

    Zhao Bowen pinched Bai Yang's shoulders hard, the knuckles of his five fingers turned white, and he would tremble if he didn't pinch.

    This is an extremely fragile balance. Big eyes are watching Uncle Huang, and Uncle Huang is going around in circles on his own. No one is afraid that either side will change first. What if Uncle Huang suddenly jumps off the table?  What if the big eyes suddenly attack?

    This balance was maintained for more than ten seconds. The first thing to change was the big eyes. It narrowed and focused the pupils and re-diffused. It gently pushed Uncle Huang into the room with its tentacles, and carefully closed the window.

    That gentleness is really like your mother closing the door after covering you with a quilt.

    The sound of "click click" came from the outer wall again, the swordsman crawled away, and it went to search the next window, Banxia held her breath and hid under the table, hiding in the dark night and silence where you can't see your fingers, I don't know  After hiding for a long time, until I couldn't hear any movement at all, I dared to let out a long breath and collapsed on the floor.

    This breath came out together with tears.

    Zhao Bowen covered his face with his hands and sat down on the sofa. He buried his face in his palms, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice, "This fucking bastard must not be kept, keep it.  There will be endless troubles.?

 Text Chapter 29: I Want to Touch Miss Qiu

    At the next day's regular meeting, Lao Zhao's proposal was rejected.

    Although the big eyes left a deep psychological shadow on all the participants, the leading group still maintained the highest level of caution when it came to the resolution of launching an attack.

    There is no way to take the initiative to attack. Retrieving the data inside the first base or the second base is the primary goal of Dongfanghong's plan. Rushing to fight with Big Eyes will undoubtedly put Banxia in an extremely dangerous situation.  This is contrary to the first premise of the plan, "primarily guarantee the personal safety of bg4msr", and the risk will be unacceptably high, so Zhao Bowen's radical strategy was rejected at the regular meeting.

    After thinking about it afterwards, Lao Zhao thought it was right, and he took the lead.

    The main reason is that I was scared by the big eyes. After all, the control of nuclear weapons is not in the hands of Lao Zhao. If Zhao Bowen had the launch button in his hand, he would definitely press the Foshan Shadowless Hand.

    "If we don't use nuclear bombs at this time, when will we use them?"

    Bai Zhen took out a document from the mountain of documents on the desktop, squinted at it, Nanjing City Power Generation, a red-headed document.

    ? A telegram from the city, the municipal party committee office of the power generation unit, an express telegram, covered with a confidential stamp of the office, Bai Zhen glanced at the title:

    "Notice on convening the fifth meeting of the Nanjing Amateur Radio First Emergency Working Group How did this thing get to us?"

    Bai Zhen shook his head. He didn't bother to care about why it was sent to the headquarters. Since it was sent, it had to be stamped, so Lao Bai picked up the stamp on the coffee table, clicked it, and stamped heavily on the document.  Red circle.

    Have read!

    Bai Zhen and Wang Ning have a clear division of labor in the headquarters. Bai Zhen is responsible for handling all kinds of documents and materials of unknown origin.  chapter.

    "Think about Lao Bai, it's a nuclear bomb, a nuclear bomb! It's not fun." Sitting opposite him, Wang Ning held up a large printed photo in his hand and looked at it.  If a nuclear bomb is used to level the city, how can the little girl's life be guaranteed? How can she be guaranteed not to accidentally injure her?"

    The photo is the first telemetry image they received last night, which is a high-altitude bird's-eye view of the Meihua Villa community twenty years later.

    They were finally able to put their big eyes on the coffee table and observe carefully—everyone knew that the thing had to be as high as two or three floors, but it was only a few centimeters long in the photo, and it was very vivid to say that it looked like a spider or an octopus  For example, the big eyes are a black ball with six long legs. Other than that, there are no other features. It is difficult to tell whether it is a creature or a machine.

    When the telemetry satellite photographed it, it was climbing over the roofs of the residential buildings in Meihuashanzhuang Community. Synthetic aperture radar is not good at capturing dynamic targets, so the photograph was blurry.

    "The yield of the current nuclear bombs can be controlled, you know that." Bai Zhen said, "Control the yield to be a little smaller, and build a tactical-level nuclear bomb."

    "There is still radiation, and radioactive contamination, what should I do?" Wang Ning said, "This thing is really troublesome to use, so don't hurt your own people when the time comes."

    "Without nuclear bombs, can other weapons be effective?"

    Bai Zhen asked.

    "It depends on our understanding of it." Zhao Bowen rubbed his chin and cheeks, standing behind the coffee table, he was facing a bigger photo, which was projected on the screen with a projector, still from last night  The big eyes captured by the telemetry satellite, "Know yourself and the enemy, and you can win all battles"

    He pointed to the big black spider on the curtain, "We still know too little about this thing."

    "Where are your expert groups? From Tsinghua University, Peking University, Zhejiang University, and Chinese Academy of Sciences." Bai Zhen continued to stamp his head, "Once this picture comes out, they are not allowed to conduct pixel-level analysis overnight? Did they see anything?"

    "No." Zhao Bowen replied really simply, "We don't even know if this thing is alive or dead."

    "I reckon it's alive. Didn't you hear that girl? This thing can fucking speak human language!" Wang Ning shook the picture in his hand, and the plastic-wrapped A4 paper rattled, "Don't look at it.  It doesn't look very smart, but it is very good at learning foreign languages."

    "It doesn't necessarily have to be alive if it can talk, look at this" Lao Bai turned his head and shouted at the refrigerator, "The fur-licking elf! The fur-licking elf!"

    "Hello!"

    "See?" Bai Zhen stretched out his hand, "It's not necessarily a living thing that can talk."

    "For this kind of extraterrestrial visitor, we may not be able to define life in a conventional way. It may be mechanical or biological, but itIt must not be both, Transformers are also called silicon-based life.  "Zhao Bowen sat down and pulled all the photos on the coffee table away. "It can speak human language, which shows that it has a strong learning ability and can learn a language in a short time"

    As he spoke, he shook his head again.

    "It's useless to say that, we want to kill it, we just need to know what it is made of, if it is flesh and blood, then use a bomb to kill it, if it is an electronic machine, then use an electromagnetic pulse to paralyze it!  Whether it is a body of flesh and blood or an electronic machine, it can be sent to the sky with a nuclear bomb!"

    Zhao Bowen is a staunch hawk in his stance on big eyes.

    Zhao Bowen was criticized by the leading group as being left-leaning adventurism, overemphasizing the elimination of big eyes and ignoring the real purpose of the plan.

    But Lao Zhao disagrees, he thinks it will be a matter of time before the big eyes are eliminated.

    What is the purpose of obtaining the data and information inside the first and second bases?  Isn't it to eliminate big eyes?  Eliminating big eyes is the ultimate goal.

    It's a pity that the leading group is not Lao Zhao's voice. What he says alone doesn't count. What's more, when it comes to such a fatal decision as the use of nuclear weapons, everyone believes that it is responsible and responsible to maintain a high degree of prudence and not make decisions lightly.  The way to do it is prudent to put it nicely, and hesitant to say it badly, but hesitation is inevitable. Now that nuclear bomb is there, whether it needs to be used, when to use it, and how to use it is still unknown.  solved problem.

    Only after they got this thing did they realizethere are more problems to get it than trying to get it, and getting it out of the nuclear arsenal after going through many difficulties is just the beginning, this thing is a hot potato,  It is a troublesome thing to keep it in your hand for one more day, so the leadership team will use it if it wants to use it, and if it is not used, return it as soon as possible-of course it is best not to use it.

    But now there are no people in the world who really have experience in nuclear war. The b29 bomber crew that dropped the bomb on Hiroshima have all died, and the last crew member died five years ago, and he has gone to see his God.

    Therefore, Lao Zhao has no one to learn from.

    "Where is Miss Qiu now?" Bai Zhen asked, "Old Zhao, can I touch Miss Qiu? I haven't really touched her yet."

    "I want to touch it too." Wang Ning said, "But there will be radiation, right?"

    "Think about it." Lao Zhao said, "I don't even know where it is. Anyway, it's impossible to touch it. We can't even see it. None of us can see it."

    "Oh, what a pity." Lao Bai sighed, "I thought it could be delivered to our living room."

    "What are you sending here for?" Zhao Bowen asked.

    Bai Zhen shook the badge in his hand, "Come and stamp its ass."

    Lao Bai is quite regretful. He has always hoped, hoped to meet a girl like Miss Qiu who wears uranium 235.  Think about it, such a big nuclear bomb, huge and majestic, is stuck in the middle of my living room, staring at you every day, how grand it is!

    ?

 Text Please take a day off

    Come, let us poke a point in the historical coordinates of mankind.

    In 1887, east longitude 8 degrees 24 minutes, north latitude 49 degrees.

    Karlsruhe, a small German city.

    This is the northern gate of the lush Black Forest, where the Rhine River winds quietly. It is a quaint small town, with scattered buildings under the sun located among the green trees, patchwork.

    In this quiet and peaceful afternoon, the sunlight fell on the feet of young people through the gap in the curtains of a certain building at the University of Karlsruhe.

    The room was dimly lit, and there was a long wooden table on the floor.

    A cylinder is placed horizontally at the other end of the long table, and layers of copper wires are tightly wound on the cylinder. This is an induction coil.

    In the center of the long table is a pair of barbells placed horizontally—at least it looks like a barbell.

    There is a hollow copper ball the size of a human head at each end of the thing. The two copper balls are connected by a thin solid copper tube, which is about two meters long. At first glance, it looks like an elongated and thin barbell, but  It's not the same as a barbell, because the copper rod in the middle of it is broken in the middle, and there is a gap of two centimeters that divides the thing in two.

    The two hollow copper balls are respectively connected to the inductance coil behind with wires.

    The inductance coil is connected to the battery under the table with wires.

    Coupled with the open copper ring held in the young man's hand, then this set of equipment is complete.

    He knows exactly what each component in this set of equipment is for. The coil is a booster, which can boost the voltage of the weak battery to a high enough level, and the two copper balls are capacitors.  To accumulate charge, one side is the positive pole and the other is the negative pole. When the charge accumulated in the capacitors on both sides reaches a certain amount, the high-voltage current can instantly break through the air in the gap——

    The young man turned on the circuit switch.

    There was a soft "snap".

    Like lightning, a light blue arc danced in the gap in the center of the copper rod.

    It's not over yet.

    This is not the purpose of the experiment.

    He raised the c-shaped brass ring in his hand-the brass ring had a small opening, slowly approached the table, and then held his breath.

    One step, two steps, three steps

    There was a very subtle "pop" sound, which sounded like a ghost, but it didn't come from the experimental device on the table, but from the copper ring in the young man's hand.

    Transparent, elf-like weak electric sparks burst out in the opening of the C-shaped copper ring.

    He widened his eyes in surprise, and after unremitting efforts, he finally caught the invisible and intangible ghost floating in the air.

    In the dark, there is a mysterious pusher that transmits energy from the electric spark generator on the table to the copper ring in his hand. There is no wire, no medium, and no connection. This small independent copper ring  It was a miracle that flames danced on the ground.

    Maxwell's theory has been perfectly verified.

    On this day, human beings consciously sent out the first electromagnetic wave to the universe.

    This young man who taught at the University of Karlsruhe was named Heinrich Rudolf Hertz.

    This year, he was thirty years old.

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    Let's poke one more point in the historical coordinates of humanity.

    July 11, 1998.

    The Nanjing shortwave team composed of Bai Zhen, Wang Ning, and Zhao Bowen participated in the iaru shortwave world championships. They used an icom725 shortwave radio station, and under the scorching sun, they set up the radio station and antenna on Zijin Mountain.  A small table, starting at eight o'clock in the morning of the day, calls out.

    The antenna is a dipole antenna installed horizontally in the north-south direction. It is tied between two trees with a drawstring, which looks like a clothesline from a distance.

    "cq! cq! cq!" Bai Zhen held the mike in one hand and the pen in the other, speaking English soaked in his pickle jar, sitting on the channel and setting up a stall, "bravo-golf-four-mike-xray-  hotelcontest! bg4mxh! qsl?"

    "juliet-alfa-one-delta-charlie-kilo! ja1dck! qsl?" A clear reply came from the headset soon.

    Bai Zhen made an ok gesture and started to record the communication log.

    The other party's call sign is ja11

    What's behind it?

    "juliet-alfa-oneagain?" Bai Zhen had no choice but to ask him to report again.

    "juliet-alfa-one-delta-charlie-kilo! ja1dck!"

    The call sign starting with j is Japanese.

    No wonder my English is worse than mine.

    Bai Zhen thought silently in his heart, and at the same time replied: "roger! roger! yoIn the same year when he joined the army, he was admitted to the Physics Department of Nanjing University. After graduating with a Ph.D., he stayed at the school to work. He is currently an associate researcher at Nanjing Purple Mountain Observatory, and has been engaged in space physics and electromagnetics research so far.

    However, Wang Ning went around in circles for many years, and finally entered the office of the Nanjing Non-committee Committee as the person in charge of the radio monitoring station until today.

    · ·

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    Let's finally poke a spot in the long river of time.

    Now.

    At this very moment.

    You are looking at the screen of your mobile phone - whether it is Apple, Huawei, Xiaomi, Samsung or ov, they are fundamentally no different from the C-shaped copper ring in Hertz's hand back then, all text, pictures, sounds and videos are modulated  It is converted into electromagnetic waves, passes through communication base stations and wireless routers, is received by mobile phone antennas, and then demodulated into signals that humans can understand, and then enters your eyes and ears.

    Every minute and every second in this world, long waves pass through the deep ocean, short waves oscillate on the ionosphere, and uv waves run rampant in the city. They form another world where we cannot see with the naked eye.

    Today, more than 130 years have passed since the first electromagnetic wave was captured by human beings in 1887. In theory, energy is conserved. The first electromagnetic wave sent by human beings is still oscillating in this universe, although it has decayed to nothing.  People can catch it, it is like a little ghost, wandering in this noisy world, it may cause a sudden jump of electrons in a component in the integrated circuit of your mobile phone, flash like a spark, so weak that it is beyond this universe,  No one could notice anymore.

    At that moment, you rubbed your sleepy eyes, and you would not realize that after a long time of 130 years, you received greetings from the young man named Hertz.

    This is a story about radio. This story happened in 2019. Nearly two years have passed. During the past two years, the author spent a lot of energy visiting and sorting out materials from various sources before I was a little confident in compiling it into a manuscript and publishing it to the public.  , and strive not to make big mistakes, if anyone sees my work, I hope Xiaohan.

    All characters in this article are pseudonyms.

 Text Chapter 16 The Lost SpongeBob SquarePants and Patrick

    ? At around six o'clock that night, Bai Yang came back from school with Forsythia.

    Bai Yang was wearing a down jacket, bloated like a Michelin tire man, Forsythia was still dressed lightly, wearing a gray fleece sweater, carrying his schoolbag in his hand, looking like a young mother who had just picked up her child from kindergarten.

    "According to the results of our experiments so far, as long as the facts confirmed by bg4msr are unchangeable." Bai Yang climbed up to the eighth floor, took a breath, and took out the key to open the door. "No matter what you want to do, this world will never change."  It's going to get you back on track."

    "It sounds as if the fate has been determined." Lianqiao carried the bag, "We are all puppets, manipulated by something."

    "You mean we don't have free will?" Bai Yang pushed open the door and turned his head to ask.

    Forsythia nodded.

    "Perhaps our free will led to this result." Bai Yang said, "I always thought this way before, bg4msr lived in an era when most of the buildings in the city were still there, such as the 12 buildings next door,  I think if we blow up 12, what will happen to her building?"

    Forsythia froze for a moment.

    "I've been thinking about this question for a long time, and I've been struggling. In theory, it can be done, right?" Bai Yang said, "In theory, we can indeed blow up 12 buildings, and bg4msr told us about her 12 buildings before.  If it still exists, wouldn’t the facts of those two eras not match?”

    "right."

    "But theory and reality are two different things. In theory we can bomb 12 buildings, but in fact we can't do it at all." Bai Yang entered the door, and the hallway bent down to change his shoes, "As long as it can't do it, then it can  It will not be anti-logic. This is different from doing physics problems. In physics test papers, we only need to solve theoretical problems. On the test papers, you can blow up the earth without any problem, but you can’t do it in real life. In real life, you want to do it  It’s not the same thing as what you can do, so the question is why is there a difference between the two contexts of theory and reality? What makes such a huge difference?”

    Bai Yang stuffed the sneakers into the shoe rack, and continued:

    "In fact, it is free will. The free will we think is just like your reason will tell you that planning to blow up a building will not only fail, but also get you into trouble The consciousness and thinking that direct our actions are precisely  is a major factor in keeping us going along that established route."

    "Do you know that there is a concept in psychology called the self-fulfilling prophecy effect?" Lian Qiao followed Bai Yang into the door, "self-fulfilling prophecy, which means that people will unconsciously act according to the prophecy, and finally let the  The prophecy came true."

    "What are you talking about?"

    Bai Zhen sat on the sofa, bent over his desk to stamp, and looked up at the two people at the door.

    "We are discussing, as if the future seen by bg4msr will definitely become an unchangeable reality." Lian Qiao said, "So, isn't the coming of the end inevitable?"

    "Yes." Wang Ning buried his head in writing materials without raising his head.

    "But this"

    "So what is inevitable?" Wang Ning threw the document in his hand to Bai Zhen, "Does it hinder our work? Old Bai! Stamp it!"

    "Crack!" With a click, Bai Zhen stamped a bright red stamp on the document.

    "Are you hungry?" Mom shouted in the kitchen, "Dinner is still a while away! How about eating first?"

    "Not hungry, Xiaobai and I ate a bowl of Longchaoshou on the way." Lianqiao threw her schoolbag to Baiyang, turned and went into the kitchen, "Sister, let me help!"

    Forsythia is a good girl. My mother likes her visibly, but the relationship between them is rushing towards sisters.

    Forsythia doesn't know how to cook, but she is always enthusiastic about helping the kitchen, washing dishes and cleaning pots. She is quick in her hands and feet, and never drags her feet. Bai Yang was puzzled at first, thinking that this sister received  Could it be that his task is to be an assistant to his mother?  Before his dull mind could turn the corner, Lianqiao quickly gained the appreciation and love of the person behind the headquarters—the chief administrative officer and the mother of the queen dowager.  Responding, but it was too late——Forsythia got the full support of the Queen Mother, and since then has been domineering in front of Bai Yang.

    With the backing of his mother, Bai Yang could no longer resist the power of Forsythia, if Lian Qiao asked him to stand, Bai Yang could not sit, otherwise, his mother would say, "Listen to your counselor! Stand more taller than the station master!"

    ? Forsythia has formulated a precise schedule, and takes on the heavy responsibility of taking Baiyang to and from school every day, and always helps him carry his schoolbag.??Scratch the walls and they'll see the light of day.  "

    He said it with confidence.

    Forsythia nodded.

    So Bai Yang contacted the other party again, and asked Banxia to scrape the wall under his guidance, scraping off the white putty layer by layer. If nothing else happened, she would see the SpongeBob SquarePants and Pai Daxing painted by Bai Yang.

    But this time it was Bai Yang's turn to be surprised.

    Still nothing.

    Pinellia was scraped all the way to the bottom and the cement wall, but there was no trace of any paint left, as if it was not the same wall, and no one had ever painted on this wall.

    Bai Yang was stunned. He turned his head to look at SpongeBob SquarePants and Patrick on the wall. The freshly dried paint was still very bright. For some reason, these two good brothers were lost in the long river of ups and downs.  <a href="https:///95950_95950374/679858356.html" target="_blank">https:///95950_95950374/679858356.html</a> Genius remembers the address of this site in a second: m.zhhbiqu.co

 Text Chapter 31 Sgr A*

    Bai Yang immediately informed his father of this important discovery.

    The old man is still there, he waved his hand and said, what kind of important discovery is this?  What a big deal, if the painting on the wall disappears, it means the putty has been shoveled. Something will happen in the future that will make all the putty in your room be shoveled and repainted, believe it or not?

    If you don’t believe me, I’ll leave the words here and wait, and you’ll come back to read it later if something really happens.

    Pop acted like a prophet.

    Bai Yang scratched his head. After he found that the image on the wall disappeared, he had filled up tens of thousands of words of the plot of a sci-fi blockbuster, such as parallel universes, multiple histories, jumping world lines, twists and turns, and exciting.  , ready to cross the layers of the world to save Makise Kurisu and Dudulu, but the father gave the truth out.

    Bai Yang turned his gaze to Uncle Wang at the tea table.

    Old Wang didn't even raise his head, he had no interest in what Bai Yang said, and only cared about signing his name on the article written by Xiao Zhu.

    Bai Yang had no choice but to turn his head and look back.

    Lian Qiao leaned against the door of the room, spread her arms and shrugged.

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    Zhao Bowen is in a meeting.

    It's not at the provincial and municipal committees, but at the Purple Mountain Observatory.

    He was in a normal meeting today to report on the current work progress of the headquarters, but he suddenly received news from Zitai, and quietly turned on his phone to see that he had made a major discovery.  Once lost, the table was pushed, the chair was dragged, and he ran away, leaving a group of leaders stunned.

    The leader quietly asked the secretary if his house was on fire.

    "Could it be clearer?" Zhao Bowen frowned. There was a photo on the ppt, and a stack of photos spread out on the table in front of him.

    "Uh Teacher Zhao, you also study physics, and you know"

    "I just want to know, can it be clearer?" Zhao Bowen interrupted him.

    The background color of the photo is black, with a few white dots scattered on the black background, like chalk dust scattered on the blackboard, and a dark red arrow pointing to a dim dot in the center of the photo.

    The label below is sgra.

    Zhao Bowen, a pure layman in astronomy, also knows that sgra is a star of Sagittarius A. The speck the size of a sesame mung bean in the photo is actually a super giant black hole with a mass of 4 million times the sun. Sitting in the conference room, it is not obvious at all.  , Zhao Bowen's head can't imagine how much the mass of 4 million suns is, but fortunately the director explained that it is a black hole, not a star, so although its mass is as big as 4 million suns  , but its diameter is actually only 40 million kilometers.

    The photo in Zhao Bowen's hand is an enlarged version of sgra, the resolution is lower, and the color is black and white. The dim white dot on the ppt is magnified a few hundred times and it is in Zhao Bowen's hand. The resolution is even better than black sesame paste  It's blurry, but the structure can still be seen roughly—a vague, hazy ring without any detail.

    Old Zhao inexplicably remembered the big eye he saw that night. It was a similar pupil. This association made Zhao Bowen shudder. Isn’t the characteristic that black holes cannot escape even light similar to that eye?  When Zhao Bowen looked directly into the huge eyes, he felt that he saw the abyss.

    This photo is the result of the labor of the astronomical team over the past month.

    The astronomical team has undertaken the most important and also the most blind task among the various expert groups, which is to analyze and judge the possible source of the black moon. The teacher's draft has pointed out the direction - the Milky Way, the black moon comes from the Milky Way,  It is not born and bred on the earth, this is a crucial clue, and it is very reliable, as reliable as the teacher told you before the exam that the scope of the exam is the entire book.

    With such a clue, the astronomical team also felt

    After rigorous deduction, precise analysis, devout prayers and blind votes, everyone agreed that the most valuable target was the super-giant black hole in the center of the Milky Way, so the long guns and short cannons on the earth turned their heads to focus on the center of the Milky Way—  —Hey, don’t tell me, it’s really rewarding.

    They found that the fine shadow structure of Sagittarius a is not quite as expected. There may be multiple gravitational sources outside the accretion disk. Further observations in the X-ray frequency band revealed that a part of the energy disappeared.

    Although Zitai has repeatedly emphasized that this is entirely possible to be a natural phenomenon, after all, the universe is full of wonders, but Zhao Bowen is already slapping the table excitedly: black hole city!  This is the black hole city!  That's where the black moon comes from!

    "Is this the latest achievement?"

    Zhao Bowen calmed down.

    "Old achievements, the research on supermassive black holes in the astronomical community can be said to be the first.We have been working with our colleagues in Europe and America, including UCLA and the Max Planck Institute. Didn’t the world’s first black hole photo just come out in the first half of this year?  They built an eht, called the Event Horizon Telescope, which also uses VLBI technology. It took pictures of the supermassive black hole in the Virgo m87 galaxy. The black hole is very large, with a mass of 6.5 billion times the sun. The virtual aperture of their telescope is equivalent to the diameter of the earth.  .  "

    "Can it be confiscated?" This was the first thing Zhao Bowen thought of.

    "Ms. Zhao, that's from abroad." Someone reminded in a low voice.

    "Can you cooperate?" Zhao Bowen changed the word.

    "We have already cooperated." The reporter replied, "This observation plan has contacted the eight radio telescopes of eht, but the time is too short and the plan is hasty. At present, this effect can only be achieved. After all, they are preparing to photograph the black hole of m87.  ten years."

    "We need to see more clearly." Zhao Bowen tapped the wooden tabletop with his knuckles.

    "It's possible, but it needs a longer baseline and longer observation time." The reporter on the stage said, "The results we have seen so far are the lamost and Miyun in Beijing, the Shanghai Observatory, Australia, and North America.  , and several telescopes in South America, this kind of intercontinental cooperation is already the largest baseline within the scope of the earth, and the baseline cannot be extended, only the observation time can be extended.”

    "We don't have ten years. After ten years, the day lily will be cold." Zhao Bowen shook his head, "We can only make the telescope a little bigger."

    Zhao Bowen pushed his glasses, and he showed another good quality of Party A: I don't care what you do, I just need you to do it.

    But the telescopes with the diameter of the earth are not enough, how can we build a telescope with a larger diameter?

    "I can roughly understand what is going on with vlbi. Multiple radio telescopes are networked to form a virtual large-aperture telescope. If we can pull the telescope far enough, the aperture of the virtual telescope will be larger." Zhao Bowen said, "  In this case, we might as well use the revolution of the earth itself, the earth itself is rotating, and the movement of the earth itself can form a huge baseline, ideally the baseline can be as long as the diameter of the earth's revolution, almost two astronomical units."

    Zhao Bowen excitedly added:

    "This is similar to a telescope with an aperture as large as the earth's orbit!"

    "But vlbi needs simultaneity"

    Someone reminded me weakly.

    "It must be difficult and requires technical breakthroughs. I know everyone can solve the problem." Zhao Bowen ignored the protest of the astronomy team and opened the second folder, "Okay, let's start the second topic.  "

    Zhao Bowen looked down.

    "How to capture Voyager and Pioneer? If you have any ideas, please speak freely, and those who have a plan can lean forward."

    "Wow——" There was a harsh friction of chair legs, and everyone in the conference room took a step back in unison.

 Text Written on December 31, 2021

    The earth revolves around its only star again. In the eyes of some earth creatures, this is called a year.

    The epidemic is a thief. Suddenly, it stole everyone's time for two years. In a trance, I thought last year was 2019, but when I looked up, I found that 2022 is already in front of me.

    Time is a powerful force. If there is anything in this world that is least dependent on human will, except for the revolution of the earth, it is probably the passage of time. It is so cold and soft, no matter you  Whether you are running hard or wasting your time, time is an iron-faced hell, the watch in your hand is not slow by a minute or fast by a second, but it quietly opens a back door for those who don't have enough time, love  Einstein's special theory of relativity tells us that the faster the speed, the slower the flow of time-run up friends, if you feel that you don't have enough time, run up, run fast.

    The circle of friends is doing year-end summaries. In the past year, how many things have been done, how many books have been written, how much money have been made, how many successes, and how many regrets, I also want to make a summary. After all, what will be done in 2021  There are a lot of things, whether it is online serialization, physical publication, award winning, adaptation projects, professional title review, social activities, there are still many, and it will take a long time to list them all and talk about them in detail.

    But after thinking about it, it is better to move the summary to after the end of this book. There will be a big comprehensive summary at that time. I should also stop and do an in-depth review of the writing experience in the past three to five years.  An overall evaluation, sorting out and sharing the market observations, creative accumulation and experience insights in the past few years. Strictly speaking, "Nanjing" is a text experiment and a verification of my creative theories and ideas in the past two years.  After that, the experiment is over, and I can get the results of the experiment.

    Not much else to say.

    At the end of a certain year and the beginning of a certain year, I wish you all the best.

 Text Chapter Thirty-two Megastructure

    Old Zhao returned to the headquarters with the photo. Wang Ning and Bai Zhen took a look and frowned: "What is this?"

    "Black Moon's hometown." Zhao Bowen replied.

    The two old buddies were shocked.

    Bai Zhen snatched the photo from Zhao Bowen, his eyes wide open, but no matter how close he was, he could only see a ball of sesame paste.

    Lao Bai couldn't even tell whether the photo was upside down. He turned the photo one hundred and eighty degrees, and then turned it back one hundred and eighty degrees. No matter which angle you look at, it's just a mass of black and white noise.

    If it is said to be Heiyue's lair, then Heiyue's lair looks really abstract.

    "This is a massive black hole at the center of the Milky Way, with a diameter of 40 million kilometers and a mass four million times that of the sun." Zhao Bowen took off his coat, casually put it on the back of the sofa, and then sat down to take a breath, "Today's fresh  The released photo is the second black hole photo in the world."

    "What does a black hole look like?" Bai Zhen asked, "Doesn't a black hole have a glowing turntable"

    "Accretion disk." Zhao Bowen said.

    "Why can't you see this?" Wang Ning asked, "This picture is so blurry that you can't see anything. The telescopes you use are not good. Not only are you highly myopic, but you also have astigmatism."

    "We have already used the most powerful telescope in the world. If this telescope is not good enough, then the people on earth will not be able to come up with a better telescope." Lao Zhao poured himself a cup of hot water and held it in his hand slowly.  "What do you think you can see? See a big black hole like Kagantua in Nolan's movie? Comrades, we can't see most of the celestial bodies you have seen in documentaries and movies. At best  It’s just a spot of light, and the more you zoom in, the blurrier it becomes, so it’s quite appropriate to say that it’s high myopia and astigmatism.”

    "If it's nearsightedness and astigmatism, then the degree is not low." Bai Zhen said, "At least two thousand degrees."

    "In the universe, humans have hearing, but no vision." Zhao Bowen said, "We can hear what the stars are saying, but we can't see what they look like."

    "Then is there any way to see it clearly?" Wang Ning looked at the black and white noise on the photo and frowned, "Didn't you say it was Black Moon's lair?"

    "There is no problem in this world that cannot be solved by the caliber. If there is, then the caliber is not large enough, whether it is a cannon or a telescope." Old Zhao took a sip of hot water and said slowly, "The largest telescope we have today can only reach the size of the earth.  When we can make the aperture of the telescope as large as the earth's orbit, we will be able to see its true face."

    "How do you know it's Black Moon's Lair?" Bai Zhen asked.

    "Because our observation results do not match the prediction results, when we were doing the fine structure of the shadow of the massive black hole in the center of the Milky Way, the astronomical team found that its structure was inconsistent with the calculated ones, so either Einstein was wrong, or this  There is a problem with black holes." Zhao Bowen is quite proud of his discovery, "But we all know that Einstein hasn't missed it yet."

    "The thing that could make Einstein crawl out of his coffin in anger is now in the next room." Bai Zhen said.

    "What does it mean that its structure is inconsistent with the calculated one?" Wang Ning asked.

    "In layman's terms, unlike a naturally formed celestial body, it is not only a gravitational source in the center of the accretion disk that affects its structure, but there are multiple gravitational sources inside it, just like you find a huge celestial body in the universe that is a cube, you are sure  Knowing that it is not formed naturally, the black hole may be surrounded by a structure of intelligent civilization with a diameter of 40 million kilometers." Zhao Bowen replied.

    "Damn it."

    Both of them were startled.

    "Conjecture, this is all conjecture. Before the results of further observations come out, I will not be legally responsible for what I said." Old Zhao added.

    "Is there any way, try to fuck him?" Bai Zhen asked, pointing to the photo.

    "It is 26,000 light-years away from us." Zhao Bowen said, "How did you shoot it? Do you think you are a pillar?"

    "Then what can we do with it?"

    "If you have any ideas, you can bring them up. Let's have a meeting and discuss them." Old Zhao put down the water glass.

    "Hold."

    26,000 light-years is an unimaginable distance. From now on, if a beam of light is shot towards the center of the Milky Way, it will take 26,000 years for it to reach the center of the Milky Way.

    On a huge scale with light years as the unit, all strategies and tactics are jokes.

    "Then let's just stare like this?"

    "You can also close your eyes." Zhao Bowen said, "But we are not helpless, the black hole is so far away from us, the black moon may not be so far away, it will come to the earth in a few years, then it  distance we certainly won'tToo far, maybe even within the solar system.  "

    "Then think of a way to kill Hei Yue!" Bai Zhen regained his energy.

    Before the black moon came, I ambushed it halfway and caught it by surprise.

    "This is not the scope of our work. If you want to do the Black Moon, someone will do it." Zhao Bowen waved his hand, "I just don't know whether to use the Hedgehog Project or the Human Cannon. This is not our job. We  It is behind enemy lines and underground work, not a frontal battlefield.”

    "Then I apply to be transferred to the frontal battlefield. Comrade team leader, please approve it from the organization." Bai Zhen said.

    "I also apply to be transferred to the frontal battlefield. Comrade team leader, please approve it from the organization." Wang Ning said.

    "Don't even think about it, what do the Bureau of Science, Technology and Industry for National Defense and the General Assembly want you two to do?" Zhao Bowen said, "Ask you to sweep the floor?"

    "I can sweep!" Bai Zhen said righteously, "For the sake of the party and the country, for the Chinese nation, and for the future of all mankind, I have no regrets in sweeping."

    After speaking, he added another sentence:

    "Just let me touch the human cannon."

    "Touch the eggs. It's still unknown whether the human cannon can be built. Listen to the plan. The satellites have been placed outside the solar system." Zhao Bowen sighed, turned his head to look at Lao Bai and Lao Wang  , "I said, old buddies, you really don't thinkthere is a possibility for us to win the frontal battlefield?"

    Both of them were taken aback.

    "I I think it sounds feasible."

    Whether it is the Hedgehog Project or the Human Cannon Project, the grandeur and boldness of the handwriting are unprecedented in human history. Although it may sound unreliable to resist alien creatures with the current strength of human beings, darling, they are aliens.  , Kneading humans is not like kneading plasticine?  I want to make a circle, I want to pinch it, but Bai Zhen and Wang Ning analyze this matter based on their life experience and knowledge reserves that are almost 100 years old together, and the more they analyze it, the more interesting it becomes  .

    As long as the internal structure of the black moon is still supported by the four basic forces, then it is unreasonable not to be affected by nuclear weapons or directed energy weapons—isn’t the gamma ray burst that blocks and kills gods and Buddhas the same as gamma rays?  Let's build a super-large gamma-ray laser, which can be regarded as mastering the power of cosmic explosion.

    "If it is feasible, then we will not be connected to the future 20 years later, and the inevitable outcome is already doomed." Zhao Bowen said, "The so-called frontal battlefield is a group of people who know that they must die and rush forward."

    Both Bai Zhen and Wang Ning fell silent, the grandson of Lao Zhao really didn't leave any room for his words.

    Everyone in the headquarters knew that the ending twenty years later was already doomed, but if the inevitable defeat was already doomed, then what was the point of their desperate efforts?

    "Is Yang Yang in the room?" Zhao Bowen suddenly asked, "What time is it? It's time to ask the girl over there how they are getting ready. Time is life, and the second phase of Dongfanghong's plan should start."

    After finishing speaking, he picked up the photo on the coffee table again, pinched his chin and stared at it for a long time, and said softly: "A gigantic structure with a diameter of 40 million kilometers, what kind of fucking monster is this" &lt;/div&gt

 Text Chapter 33: Turn-Based Communication

    Black screen.

    Black screen.

    Black screen.

    Bai Yang slowly approached the screen, raised his hand and patted the computer monitor.

    "No signal?"

    Suddenly a black and white face appeared in the darkness, like a pale dead person immersed in thick black water, this startled Bai Yang and almost knocked over the chair.

    "Wow!"

    What kind of death lighting is this? She is actually using a flashlight to shine upwards from under her chin. The dark shadows hit the center of the person, between the eyebrows and forehead, so that her face is black and her face is pale, just like a freshly baked black and white impermanence  Well, Bai Yang never thought that this girl's first appearance was actually a female ghost image.

    Fortunately, she quickly changed the direction of the light, and as the direction of the light changed, the face on the screen came alive, and Bai Yang saw clearly that it was a delicate and fair face of a girl, with sweaty hair resting on her smooth forehead  , a pair of black and white eyes are particularly clear, she opened her eyes wide, leaned close to the camera with her left eye to stare at, she didn't know what she was looking at, then changed her right eye to look at it, the eyeball rolled around, took a step back, squatted down and lifted a piece of cardboard  There are a few thick black characters written on the team:

    "Can you see me?"

    In the state of video transmission, the two parties cannot communicate in real time, nor can they talk, just like watching TV, people outside the TV cannot communicate with people inside the TV, they can only hold signs to each other.

    The girl put the cardboard in front of the camera lens and stayed for half a minute, guessing that the other party should see these words clearly, then squatted down again, temporarily disappeared from the camera's field of vision, and when she reappeared, she was already holding another sentence  .

    "The photos taken are beautiful!"

    Then she disappeared into the camera again, stood up, holding a sign, and lighting a flashlight.

    "Thank you!"

    Bai Yangxin said that speaking was really strenuous, but it was worth the effort to see a real person.

    Didn't they spend so much time, thought and energy just to meet each other?  People are animals that look at their faces, and they know each other only when they see their faces.

    "Yo—" Two hands suddenly rested on Bai Yang's shoulders, and then a heavy pressure fell on his back, causing Bai Yang to stagger, Lian Qiao appeared behind him at some point, and half of her body was crushed  Come up, tilt your head to look at the screen, "Why can't you see the face? You can only see a chin, let her squat down a little bit."

    "I can't talk to her right now Move your hands away, you crushed my sister to death." Bai Yang patted Lianqiao's wrist, "This is a one-way video transmission, we are watching a silent movie now."

    The girl on the screen changed another piece of cardboard. This time she wrote for a while, and the board was written messily:

    "We still switch in five minutes"

    "Can you see clearly over there? This camera doesn't seem to be very good"

    "Is the light on my side a little dark?"

    "Can you see clearly over there? This camera seems to be abnormal, and I changed a pair of thick curtains, so the room is very dark."

    "It's very dark." Lian Qiao said, "It would be great if I could get through during the day. It's a pity that the beautiful sister can only see it at night, but fortunately there are no big eyes to disturb the situation this time. Where is that thing now?"

    "Maybe he's still wandering around downtown Nanjing." Bai Yang said.

    "This thing is really troublesome what is this silly girl going to do?" Lian Qiao's face suddenly changed.

    Bai Yang turned his head and looked, also startled.

    "I'll perform a backflip for you!"

    A few large characters shocked the two of them out of their wits.

    "Stop her, stop her!" Lian Qiao patted Bai Yang's shoulder vigorously.

    "How how can I stop this?" Bai Yang was in a hurry, "I told her she couldn't hear me, and it took five minutes to switch the transmission direction! We can't do anything right now"

    Just as Bai Yang was speaking, the person on the screen had already climbed onto the bed. She was standing on the edge of the bed, and only a slender leg could be seen in the camera.

    "Damn it, what if I accidentally fall? What if I bump it?" Lian Qiao was anxious, sweating, like a parent worried about her children, "Nonsense, why are you doing somersaults in such a small room?  "

    Bai Yang hung his hands nervously above the table, he wanted to find something to solve the problem, but he looked around and found nothing useful.

    "I, I, I, I will call someone I"

    He suddenly froze.

    The slender figure on the screen jumped up, lifted into the air, flipped back, and landed steadily. The refresh rate of the camera could not keep up with her movements. Bai Yang and Forsythia could only seeIn the blink of an eye, the girl was already standing gracefully on the floor, precisely falling in the aperture of the flashlight.

    She was wearing a black turtleneck and dark jeans, and the camera still couldn't see the girl's face, only her arms outstretched, bowing slowly.

    Both Forsythia and Baiyang did not speak for a long time.

    After a long time, Forsythia said:

    "She must have been practicing for a long time."

    She must have been practicing for a long time. She must have practiced for a long time, for many years, for that set of flowing movements, somersaults in the small and cramped bedroom, lightly leaping up, landing with precision, graceful and smooth like a dancer.  , Today she finally found an audience.

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    Five minutes later, the data link was switched, followed by Bai Yang transmitting video signals, and the other party receiving the signals.

    Bai Yang had a stack of A4 paper in his hand, and wrote on the paper with a marker pen, answering the questions one by one.

    "We can see you."

    "If you think the photos look good, I'll take them for you tomorrow and take more photos for you."

    "The light is a bit dim, but the camera still works normally. We don't need to replace the camera. We can see clearly. Also, don't do backflips anymore. It's too dangerous. What if you fall?"

    Bai Yang unfolded the white paper and hung it in front of the camera.

    He doesn't know whether the other party really saw these words, because there is no prompt or feedback, and after five minutes of feedback, switch the sender and receiver of the data link again, and after the switch becomes Bai Yang to receive image data, he can get  According to the feedback sent by the girl, everything Bai Yang did at this time seemed to be talking to the computer.

    Speaking of it, this is a rather inefficient way of communication. You are five minutes and I am five minutes. It is still a turn-based system. Modern people who are used to real-time communication will find it unbearable. These days, if you don’t reply to WeChat and QQ messages for five minutes, you will feel that the other party is sure  It's time to take a shit, and if you don't reply for ten minutes, you're drowning in the latrine.

    When Bai Yang wrote on the paper with a pen, he felt that he was writing a letter.

    He has never written a letter. People of Dad's era may have sent letters when they were young. Writing letters is an ancient way of communicating, but he is using radio waves traveling at the speed of light to transmit paper letters.

    Quite a bit of sci-fi retroism, isn't it?

    "Yang Yang! Are you talking?" Zhao Bowen pushed open the door, "Remind her, we are about to launch the second phase of the Dongfanghong operation"

    "Okay." Bai Yang said.

    "Well, tell her, we are making arrangements for the specific plan Wait for me to answer the phone." The mobile phone in Lao Zhao's pocket suddenly rang, and he closed the door and retreated, "Hello? It's me um  , um, what? Brussels? What will? Fuck, where do I have time to go out now? Gentlemen, every minute is precious on our side, can you understand? The situation is imminent, every minute of delay, the world will be on the verge of destruction  One point slipped, there is no time to argue with gringos, so you can ask Bai Lao and the general, one of them is the deputy commander-in-chief, and the other is the commander of the base, and their identities are just right."

    After finishing the call, Zhao Bowen opened the door again, and saw Bai Yang and Forsythia with their heads turned and serious expressions.

    "It's okay, it's okay, we have plenty of time." Lao Zhao waved his hand, "I'm scaring them, you know, these people are eager to take care of everything for you, so that you don't have to take responsibility.  With good football skills, when the ball is kicked at your feet, you have to learn to kick it out"

    Zhao Bowen has an old-fashioned tone.

    "This is the wisdom of the mixed workplace."

 Main Text Chapter Thirty-Four This Time Is Unusual

    Ban Xia hummed leisurely, threw the thick coat on the bed, and then bent down to lift up Uncle Huang who was curled up on the floor. The weasel half-closed its small button-like eyes, and its fluffy tail hung down and curled up.  , since the beginning of winter, Uncle Huang's spirit has become more and more sluggish, probably due to the low temperature, this old bone has become more and more stiff, but the weasel has no habit of hibernation, so it remains half awake and drowsy all day long  .

    "Go out and play."

    Ban Xia threw it into the living room, Uncle Huang woke up suddenly, ran out in small quick steps and got up.

    Normally, she doesn't let Uncle Huang into the bedroom. After all, weasels are not cats and dogs. The smell glands on weasel animals emit foul smell almost all the time. This smell is very penetrating, and it can't be washed clean.  , when the teacher was there, they could only use perfume and toilet water to cover up the strong body odor of Uncle Huang. They sprayed expired perfume on the weasel, just like the noble ladies who didn't take a bath all the year round in medieval Europe.

    With a "chichichichichi", the latter opened his innocent eyes in confusion.

    "Mom and Dad, do you see where my quiver is hanging?" Ban Xia bent down to look under the bed, then looked at the wall, "Quiver, quiver, where are you? Hear me shout  Have you? Please call back!"

    "It's better to have a dream than a good spring. The grass is fragrant in the dream."

    Unable to find it in the room, she skipped briskly into the living room, moaning.

    "You bring your dreams with you"

    Pinellia found the quiver, and it was stuffed in the drawer of the TV cabinet. I don’t know when it was stuffed in. The girl unfolded it and patted it hard. The nylon bag is quite strong and durable. It has been used for so many years, and the strap is also  Not worn out.

    Ban Xia hasn’t gone hunting for a long time. She has been consuming her food reserves, and her fresh water consumption is almost bottomed out. Fortunately, there was a light rain two days ago, and the big eyes are still cruising around. For safety’s sake, Bai Yang  Suggest her not to leave Plum Blossom Villa.

    The existence of the big eyes annoyed the girl, Banxia is a free-spirited person, the whole city of Nanjing is hers, she can go wherever she wants, no one can control her, but suddenly one day she is restrained everywhere, let alone  Walking around, even making a fire and cooking has to be sneaky. A smokeless stove that has been dug will not last for a few days before it has to be dug again.  Throw the shovel into the pit, sit down and sulk.

    I was sulking and weeping at the same time, I was really wronged, but I didn't know why I was wronged.

    Anyway, it's a grievance.

    Banxia stuffed the sharpened wooden arrows into the quiver one by one. Arrows are harder to make than bows. Every arrow needs to be recycled and maintained. Thirty arrows can last a long time.

    She hung all the arrows on the wall, arranged the bows and arrows, and then took out the black, thick and long cannon barrel-the Remington 870 pump-action shotgun.

    With a "click", sharp murderous intent was released from between the fingers.

    Ban Xia carefully wiped the body of the gun, from the beginning to the end, and from the end to the end. In this era, force is the foundation of life. With this gun, Ban Xia is standing on the top of the food chain and ecological niche in Nanjing  There is nothing that can challenge her status, even though she is a cute girl, she has mastered the most powerful violence, and has the power to life and kill almost all other creatures in this world, as long as the opponent walks within the range of 870.

    However, after the big eyes appeared, the Remington 870 was not enough to look at. Ban Xia hopes to have a bigger barrel, so that the big eyes can be blasted away.

    Trembling with "jingling", the girl poured out all the heavy bullets in the bag. The brass-colored 9mm steel-core bullets and the dark red casing of the 12-gauge shotgun rolled down a coffee table, counted them, and the pistol  There are 31 rounds of ammunition and 22 rounds of shotgun. The imitation 54 pistol magazine can be filled with 17 rounds, so many bullets are only two magazines, while the Remington 870 can be filled with 8 rounds.  There is enough shot in it for three reloads.

    She filled the pistol and shotgun with ammunition, and the extra bullets did not need to be carried or used. She put on the individual carrying equipment, elbow pads and knee pads, carried a backpack, and was fully armed.  Lift your legs.

    In less than half a minute, I was terribly tired.

    "It's so heavy, I can't run with all these things." The girl sat down panting, put down the backpack, unloaded the shotgun from her shoulders, and stretched her long legs on the sofa to pretend to be a dead dog.  "Too fucking heavy"

    She lifted her sweaty forehead hair, and her eyes fell on the black shotgun. The Remington 870 empty gun weighs more than three kilograms. Ban Xia imagined in her mind how to escape when she was spotted by big eyes outside.  , and finally shook his head, with so many burdens on his body, it was a dead end.

    try again.

    HughAfter a while, she went into battle again, fully equipped, a fierce tiger descended from the living room and rushed into the bedroom, her chin was hit by the butt of a gun, and she was so painful that she couldn't speak for half an hour.

    "Hiss—ha——"

    Banxia bared her teeth and smeared alcohol in front of the mirror, her chin was visibly swollen, she angrily kicked the bathroom wall with her feet: "Die, die, die, die!"

    After scolding, she still has to come back obediently. This time she purposely fixed the butt of the shotgun. Standing in the living room, she bowed slowly, gathering strength in her waist and legs, and a hungry tiger jumped forward, crawling on the ground.  Go forward, and look around vigilantly after entering the bedroom——"Safe!"

    "Roll into the bunker!"

    Ban Xia began to roll tactically——

    Can't move.

    The backpack was too big and got stuck.

    Ban Xia lay on her side on the floor, trying to roll over, but the backpack behind her was a big rock. She struggled with the backpack for a long time, jumping hard on the cutting board like a salted fish, and finally Ban Xia gave up trying and lay on the floor thinking  Life: Even if I am famous all my life, I will inevitably be killed by a backpack in the end?

    "Again."

    She dropped the backpack and tried again.

    This time there was no obstacle in rolling, from the door of the bedroom all the way to the bottom of the bed, rolling smoothly, rolling like clouds and flowing water, rolling like hibiscus coming out of water.

    The rolling was so good that Ban Xia also wanted to perform for bg.

    Every time before going out, Ban Xia has to keep the house clean and tidy. This is the teacher's instruction. Before going out, it is necessary to check the equipment, especially the weapons. Fifty meters away from home, there is a gun in hand and a loaded bullet.  But this time Ban Xia decided not to bring a shotgun. This thing has no other effect except to increase the weight. No one with a normal brain will try to confront the big eyes with a firearm.

    The logic of action this time is different from the previous ones. Usually, she can be fully armed and take a leisurely walk in the middle of the street, but not today.

    Ban Xia has repeatedly streamlined her equipment, lightened her load, and ensured that her movements are not hindered. The backpack is wider than her shoulders, so as to avoid being caught when climbing and drilling holes.  The experience that can be used in the teaching is used.

    Facing the mirror, Banxia bounced lightly, the girl in the mirror was very energetic.

    This time when she went out, she did not take an unusual path.

    She is going to go out to get a time package, which is probably the most important time package in human history. Ban Xia has drawn two circles on the map, one circle is in the Zitai office building, and the other circle is in Mochou Lake.  SUBWAY STATION.

    "Bg, the route you planned for me is a straight line, going straight to the Gulou Square along the Zhongshan East Path?"

    "Yes, miss, this is the route we planned, over."

    "But I don't see any trace of planning. If I want to go there, I will take this road. Is there any need for this planning?"

    "That's why heroes see the same thing, miss, but this is indeed the route planned by the expert group. It is relatively safest for you to take this route, over."

    Bai Yang put down his handset microphone, turned his head and shouted towards the living room: "Please lower your voice! I'm on the way!"

    There was a lot of noise in the living room.

 Main Text Chapter 35 Blind Cat Working Group

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    Enlarge the image, it is Nanjing City, the cobweb-like city is located between green fields and hills, where the yellow and turbid Yangtze River bifurcates, zoom in again, it is Qinhuai District, densely packed buildings, the dark green moat is like a curved  The curved belt, and then zoom in, is the Plum Blossom Villa, with a neat red roof, like a mahjong set up. Zhao Bowen is standing in front of the big screen, zooming in on the map on the screen with his hands, and the zoom seems endless.  , can zoom in from the Eurasian plate all the way to the roof of a residential building in a certain community, and see an orange cat basking in the sun on the roof.

    "Oh, it's amazing." Bai Zhen admired, "Is this your modeling?"

    "This is Google Maps." Zhao Bowen said.

    "This is 03, here is 03, the signal is smooth." Lao Zhao pressed the walkie-talkie, "One group switches maps."

    "Got it, switch the map." Someone on the walkie-talkie answered.

    The map on the big screen is switched, and the originally clearly identifiable map suddenly becomes a blue, green and red three-color fine grid that no one can understand. This is the modeling that the computer team has spent a lot of effort on.  The icom725 radio station works all night. The telemetry satellite flies over Nanjing City once every hour. It flies over 24 times a day and night for reconnaissance. The relay satellite transmits a total of about 40gb of compressed data. The design life of the telemetry satellite is only 160 hours.  After seven full days, as of December 24, the Hum telemetry satellite had exhausted five-sevenths of its life.

    It is said that it took a total of 600 million yuan to complete this system, and the total cost of Chang'e 4 to walk around the moon is only 500 million yuan. Of these 600 million yuan, 400 million yuan is the cost of telemetry satellites.  Distressed, a satellite with a lifespan of 160 hours costs 400 million yuan, and it burns an average of 700 yuan per second-even if you throw RMB into a brazier and burn it, it can't burn so fast.

    Is this a satellite?

    This is a RMB shredder.

    But fortunately, the money was not wasted, people have already got the data that should be taken, and the computer team used these compressed to high loss data to reconstruct a Qinhuai District in the doomsday era, and roughly constructed a behavior model of big eyes.

    If it is said that they have been trapped in the fog of war before, and their eyes were darkened, then from this moment on, they have opened the global map.

    Zhao Bowen stood by the side of the coffee table and raised one hand so that the camera could capture his gestures. His five fingers flexibly tapped an invisible keyboard in the air. A few meters away, he  The city model of Nanjing City on the screen can be manipulated.

    Lao Bai looked curious, and secretly reached out to wave his hand, but the camera ignored it.

    "Damn it, did this thing recognize its owner with a drop of blood?"

    Old Zhao held the walkie-talkie with the other hand, looked at the map, and ordered:

    "Here is 03, enter the coordinate x parameter, 117.05791."

    "Enter the coordinate y parameter, 32.69723."

    "Calibrated coordinates, east longitude 120°21′10.6372."

    "Calibrated coordinates, 32°41′50.0559 north latitude."

    "Display terrain contour text labels."

    "Display elevation point data."

    Under Lao Zhao's password, the lines on the big screen became more and more complicated, and the layers were superimposed layer by layer. Not only did it not become clear, but it became more and more chaotic, and everyone couldn't understand it.  Now, from Lao Bai's point of view, he only felt that Zhao Bowen was facing a mess of wool.

    "Is this modeling?" Bai Zhen asked, "I can't tell if there is a model. What are the sesame-like white dots on the picture?"

    "This is modeling." Lao Zhao said, "The white dots are numbers, which are the altitude of every building in Qinhuai District."

    "I thought it was the kind the kind that is common in movies, a beam of light hits 'shua', and then a virtual sand table appears on our tea table, the virtual sand table of the entire Nanjing city." Bai Zhen gestured, "  Then we can turn it around with our hands, zoom in and zoom out"

    "That's a movie. In the movie, 007's car can fly into the sky and escape from the ground."

    "But no one can understand this map model, it's so ugly." Bai Zhen said.

    "It doesn't matter if you don't understand it, some people can understand it." Zhao Bowen said, "There is at least one battalion behind this map watchingOld Wang, are you connected?"

    Wang Ning sat on the side with his laptop in his arms, and hit the Enter key fiercely.

    "It's connected right away Fuck, this fucking stupid server, can you not use Tencent Cloud next time?"

    Lao Zhao pressed the walkie-talkie:

    "This is 03, here is 03, each group reports the process node, it's over."

    a few secondsAfterwards, the reply came:

    "A group of reports, the second track change of Guailiangdong is completed, and the estimated time is at 18:33 on December 24th, it will pass through Nanjing City, Jiangsu Province once, with a mid-heaven altitude of 84°, Zijinshan Communication Center data distribution, Guizhou and Beijing double redundant backup,  complete."

    "The second group reports, the secondary process drill of the whole work is completed, and the disaster recovery backup test is carried out, and it is completed."

    "Three groups reported that the firewall found a loophole, and the security engineering team is investigating. It is expected to be completed at 15:00 p.m., over."

    "03, 03, this is 02, all the staff of the base are ready and have entered a state of first-level combat readiness. How is the situation at the headquarters? It's over."

    "Reporting in 03, we are accurately comparing the modeling map and loading the swordsman behavior data." Zhao Bowen replied, "Other work is going smoothly, and it is expected to be completed before 16:00 p.m., complete."

    "03, here is 01, report the progress of the work, it's over."

    "Reporting in 03, we are accurately comparing the modeling map and loading all the behavior data of swordsmen." Zhao Bowen can only reply again, and these higher-level units always get together to ask about the situation, "Other work is going well, and it is expected to be at 16:00 this afternoon  It can all be done before, over."

    "03, this is 00, is the work going well?"

    "Report, everything is going well." Zhao Bowen was startled, and his voice changed. It was the immediate superior unit of the immediate superior unit who came to ask questions, "I promise to complete the task."

    Everything is advancing in an orderly manner. When bg4msr is making preparations for the door, her super-dimensional support team is also making preparations.

    Bai Zhen regretted that he didn't pay more attention when he signed those materials and documents before, so that he would know how much power his superiors had used to ensure the smooth progress of this operation. For example, he looked across the road when he went downstairs to throw garbage at noon.  Judging by the number of armed police vehicles that arrived, this was a rare big move.

    He asked Lianqiao to inquire, and Lianqiao said that it was the local armed police, probably a member of the Jiangsu Corps, transferred by the provincial party committee.

    The computer group showed its strength to the maximum. Strictly speaking, it is almost impossible to establish an accurate and credible behavior model of big eyes based on the data obtained in less than a week There is not enough data.  How to do it?  Then you can only guess, but the computer team is an elite after all, and they are elite after all, so they can guess more accurately than others.

    There is a genius in the computer team. When he was young, he was the winner of a coin guessing contest. He won more than five million yuan in lottery tickets. To make money, he doesn’t need to work.  He was unscathed in a car accident and was favored by the goddess of luck all his life. He independently led a team, code-named "Blind Cat", and used the inspiration from the dark to complete the model data.

    Utilizing this powerful model blessed by the goddess of luck, the computer team conducted a rigorous analysis with guesswork and summed up the law of behavior of big eyes—there is no law in the behavior of big eyes.

 Text Chapter 36 The Law of Big Eyes

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    This conclusion was dismissed by Lao Zhao. Zhao Bowen said that no matter what, you have to issue a guiding report to me, and the higher-ups gave me a death order. If you can't do it, everyone will die together.

    So the computer team overturned and started again. After the second rigorous analysis with guesswork, the second result was obtained-the behavior of the big eyes really couldn't find a pattern. Everyone compared the map of Nanjing with the photos of the telemetry satellite.  Punctuate all the locations where the big eyes have appeared, analyze the latitude and longitude, analyze the magnetic field, analyze the microclimate, connect all these points with a red line like a public security bureau investigating a case, from Lizhi Plaza to Junlin International to Xinhua Building to  Siya Fortune Center is connected to Nanjing Radio Station and then to Metropark International Hotel. After connecting over and over again, I feel more and more that this big eye is here to travel in Nanjing.

    A certain god in the group is fond of "Book of Changes", and he studies spells on weekdays, claiming that the action of this thing coincides with the Eight Diagrams of Houtian, and his feet step on the Big Dipper of Tiangang, which moves with Fengshui and the five elements.  Maoshan invited an old Taoist priest to do it.

    Zhao Bowen: Why are there so many magic sticks in your group?  Is it convenient to consecrate the server without inviting outsiders?

    The computer team tossed and racked their brains for a long time, but got nothing. One day, late at night, a certain green pepper worked overtime to input the elevation data of the y-axis to the map. While eating bread and drinking milk, he sorted the altitudes of the places where the big eyes passed.  This sort of order sprayed milk all over the table.

    The behavior of big eyes is of course regular, and the rules are very simple, but before everyone was blinded by a leaf, so they couldn't see Mount Tai.

    They insisted on making a fuss about the moving route of the big eyes, only to find that the big eyes were going around in circles in the three districts of Xuanwu District, Gulou District, Qinhuai District, sometimes clockwise and sometimes counterclockwise.  Viewing angle, observe the behavior of big eyes on the y-axis, and you will find that its behavior must follow a rule.

    This Qingjiao immediately called the boss, who woke up the boss from his sleep at 1:30 in the morning. The boss rushed to the computer room without saying a word, only to see Qingjiao laughing wildly at the scene of the tragedy of white turbid liquid.

    The boss immediately called Zhao Bowen and woke up Lao Zhao from his sleep at three o'clock in the morning. Lao Zhao did not go home. He squatted in the headquarters to guard the satellite data transmitted back.

    Old Zhao was drowsy, and the first sentence from the computer team woke him up immediately:

    found it!

    They found the behavior law of big eyes, it is so simple, so simple that Zhao Bowen was taken aback.

    Just one sentence:

    This thing is always climbing to the top.

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    It may be for the convenience of searching, standing tall and seeing far away, this big eye always stays at the highest place, no matter why it likes to stay at a high place, now that it has figured out its law of action, then it is targeted for girls  It is possible to design routes to avoid big eyes.

    The Dongfanghong Action Leading Group immediately formed a working group and sent people to conduct on-the-spot investigations. Several old Nanjingers rode bicycles from Meihua Villa to Zitai Office Building and Mochouhu Subway Station. They observed while walking and avoided skyscrapers near the route.  However, the area from Qinhuai District to Gulou District is the center of Nanjing, the most prosperous area in the whole city. It is impossible to completely avoid all the high-rise buildings, which makes the working group feel overwhelmed.

    A group of people rode bicycles along Zhongshanmen Street, just passed the city wall, and when they looked up, they saw the towering and huge building of Metropark International Hotel standing in front of them.

    Hit the wall when you go out.

    At that time they wanted to blow up the building.

    The leading group has a lot of things to do. They require that the design of the route not only avoid tall buildings as much as possible, but also shorten the distance as much as possible.  Taking the big road is a problem that cannot have both the fish and the bear's paw, and the working group can only do its best to achieve a compromise and balance.

    At this time, they secretly scolded why Nanjing built so many high-rise buildings, and every high-rise building was a landmine, but fortunately it was not Lujiazui in Shanghai, otherwise this job would not be possible.

    That's how the road map in Ban Xia's hand came about.

    The Zitai office building and the first base and the second base of the Mochouhu Subway Station serve as backups for each other. The working group has designed a total of six routes, three to Zitai, three to Mochou Lake, along Zhongshanmen Street Zhongshan East  There is one road going straight to the west, and another road going west from Ruijin Road on Houbiaoying Road. Each road is available for choice and adapts accordingly.

    "Miss, do you remember the route? over."

    The day before departure, Bai Yang asked her.

    "Remember, bg, ?You can recite it even with your eyes closed.  The girl replied, "Every route is actually very simple. They all follow the main road."  "

    "Is that guaranteed not to get lost?" Bai Yang asked, "over."

    The girl pondered for a while, scratching her head.

    "Wellit should be ok? But it's very dark to go out at night. I've never been to such a far place. To be honest, it's quite scary."

    She paused, then continued:

    "I may not be able to find the place by myself, but I am not afraid if I am with you. If I can't find the place, you have to remind me that after I set off, you have to do the navigation."

    "I will handle it!"

    Bai Yang vowed.

    "Also, do you still want photos?" the girl asked.

    Bai Yang was taken aback for a moment, and almost without thinking he replied: "Yes!"

    Two days before the image transmission link was set up, it was the girl who asked Bai Yang for photos, so the latter ran all over Nanjing to take pictures of her and sent them one by one. There was no storage device on bg4msr, let alone the photos  Wash it out and save it, so each photo can only exist briefly on the monitor for a few minutes, and then it will be replaced by the next photo. If Ban Xia meets someone you like, let the other person wait for a while, and sit there and slowly  appreciate.

    Hey, bg, why do you say such a beautiful thing can only exist for a short time?

    Ban Xia said.

    Nothing in this world can last forever.

    Bai Yang said.

    I don't want forever I just hope it can exist for a while, as long as it exists.

    Ban Xia said.

    Two days after the image transmission link was set up, the positions of the two parties were reversed. Bai Yang couldn't help but wanted to find a girl to ask for a photo.  You can show your face more Of course, if it's inconvenient, it's okay if you don't, I just suggest Lian Qiao can't stand this awkwardness, poke him with an elbow and say it's bold  , Why are you blushing, why are you shy, just say you want to see her, and you won't lose a piece of meat if you say it.

    Show your face?  OK!  So shall we do the video now?

    Ban Xia readily agreed.

    Ahwell wait a minute, I'll pick up the line!

    So it went on for a long time that night, Banxia's room was pitch black, and it was not easy to see people clearly under such lighting conditions.  On the camera, the lighting problem was solved.

    "You said the image uploaded last time was blurry, right?" Ban Xia said, "The light from the flashlight is not too bright. Next time, think of a better way. I'll talk about it when I come back."

    "good."

    "Then you have to wait for me to come back." Ban Xia said.

    Seems to be the girl's habit, Bai Yang thought silently, no matter when and where, even if she left for a short while, she would never forget to tell her to wait for her.

    It is understandable to think about it. She is wandering alone in the world, and she may disappear as she walks. Only when someone remembers her and waits for her can she find her way home.

    Missing is a kind of power, which can firmly tie you with the world, so that you will not drift away with the wind.

    "I'll wait for your return." Bai Yang said, "We are all waiting for your return."

    He wanted to tell her silly girl, how could you not find it?  How many people in this world are caring about you?  Can you realize how powerful this is?  No matter how long it can pass through time and how far it can be, the end of the world cannot defeat it.

    But Bai Yang didn't say anything, he just stroked the photo frame on the table lightly with his fingers, the photo in the photo frame was very blurry, it was actually a screenshot of a video that was developed, and it was the only fruit of labor after more than an hour of tossing that night  , the flashlight shined directly on the girl's face, she held a weasel in both hands, a pair of big black eyes and a pair of small black eyes squinted in unison under the strong light, both faces were smiling  very silly

 Text Chapter 37 Operation Dongfanghong, start

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    bg said today is a very good day, because December 24th is Christmas Eve, it sounds like a good omen, if you go out on Christmas Eve, can you not return safely?

    "Teacher bless." Ban Xia clasped her hands together, closed her eyes and said silently, "Bless me for my safe return."

    He opened his eyes, took out his pocket watch, and glanced at the time.

    Six thirty in the afternoon.

    She is waiting, the official action time is seven o'clock in the evening, thirty minutes before seven o'clock, taking advantage of this gap, she can check her equipment for the last time.

    Different from going out in the past, this time going to the first base or the second base requires the equipment to be streamlined and lightly packed. She is wearing trousers, a sweater jacket and carrying equipment. In the backpack are water bags, dry food, maps, raincoats and medicines. The only self-defense weapons are pistols.  And the dagger, the weight of a complete set of equipment can be controlled within three kilograms, which is convenient for Pinellia long-distance running and climbing and drilling through narrow gaps. BG told her that in this operation, one should hide first and sneak all the way. Don't be reckless, rather slow  A little bit, but also a little more steady.

    Nanjing City is big enough to hide a little girl easily.

    The girl tied her hair up in front of the mirror. The person in the mirror looked a little haggard, her face was thinner, and her dark circles were a little heavy. It may be because of the heavy work pressure recently and the fear all day long.  Suddenly appearing outside the window, the days are really difficult, Ban Xia bent down to the mirror and pulled down the lower eyelids, sticking out her tongue to make a face, she can clearly see the bloodshot eyes.

    Ban Xia sighed faintly.

    Now let's go back in time twenty years.

    Back to 6:30 pm on December 24, 2019.

    The huge support team has all entered the state of combat readiness, and Zhao Bowen is in the command headquarters.

    "Here is 03, all units pay attention, now the last program self-inspection before the plan is completed."

    "A group of reports, the Zhenglun telemetry satellite flew over the target for the last time before the operation and entered a one-minute countdown, the data transmission link is normal, the Zijinshan Communication Center data distribution, Guizhou and Beijing dual redundant backup, complete."

    "The second group reported that the three-time process drill of the whole work has been completed, and the disaster recovery backup test is normal, and it is completed."

    "Three groups of reports, the firewall has been repaired, the security engineering team is on standby, and it's over."

    "Here is 02, all units pay attention, the countdown to action is 30 minutes, it's over."

    "Here is 01, all units pay attention, the countdown to action is 30 minutes, and it is over."

    Before the operation starts, the synthetic aperture radar telemetry satellite will pass over Nanjing City for the last time to illuminate the girl's way forward. This is also the latest and last batch of information that the headquarters can get before the plan starts. Once the operation starts, Ban Xia will take  Disconnect the handset on the Yagi antenna, and at the same time switch the data link of the icom725 amateur station to the remote call control system, and they will lose contact with the relay satellite.

    "The Zheng Lun telemetry satellite flew over the target for the last time before the operation and entered a 30-second countdown."

    "A ten-second countdown."

    "Five seconds."

    "Three seconds."

    The satellite monitoring and control center is counting down.

    Everyone was waiting, and the hall was silent after the countdown to zero. For modern people, the satellite was essentially running in a black box.

    A black box built by time that can isolate everything.

    It is in another world, on an orbit a hundred kilometers above the ground, deploying a ten-meter-long synthetic aperture radar antenna, and quietly scanning the Qinhuai District of Nanjing City.

    The scanning data is transmitted to the relay satellite at the same time, and then the relay satellite screens and compresses it and sends it to the icom725 amateur radio station. The space-time shuttle is completed at the radio station, and then enters the Zijinshan Communication Center from Baiyang’s bedroom through the optical fiber, and the Zijinshan communication center  The center has completed data distribution, and the two data centers in Guizhou and Beijing are backed up for disaster recovery in different places. The computer team and image interpretation experts responsible for image processing are on standby at Zhejiang University.

    With Nanjing as the center, this is a large network that radiates across the country. From Nanjing to Guizhou to Beijing to Hangzhou, each link is thousands of miles away, but each step is transmitted at the speed of light, and the data is transmitted at 30 per second.  The speed of 10,000 kilometers shuttles in the optical fiber, from Nanjing to Hangzhou for nearly 300 kilometers, and the communication data can run back and forth in 0.002 seconds.

    "Here is 02, all units pay attention, the countdown to action is 20 minutes, it's over."

    "Here is 01, all units pay attention, the countdown to the action is 20 minutes, and it is over."

    "This is 03, has the telemetry data been received? It's over."

    "The satellite telemetry data is being received, complete."

    Zhao Bowen stood by the coffee table,With the walkie-talkie in hand, Bai Zhen and Wang Ning sat on the sofa, one on the left and one on the right. One was monitoring the electromagnetic environment and spectrum data, and the other was monitoring the server.

    "Is Yang Yang ready?" Lao Zhao turned his head and asked.

    Forsythia leaned against the door frame of Bai Yang's bedroom, raised her hand to say ok.

    Bai Yang was sitting in the room, with earphones around his neck, holding Morse code practice coins in his hand, and knocking on the table one after another. This appearance in the headquarters seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, which made him unavoidably nervous.  Bai Yang is a person who is easily infected by the atmosphere. He rubbed his eyes vigorously, showing a tired look on his face that could not be concealed.

    "Are you okay?" Lianqiao asked.

    "It's okay." Bai Yang said, "It's just that this string has been stretched too tightly, and the pressure is a bit heavy, so I can't sleep at night."

    "Shall I give you a pinch?"

    "Don't, please spare my sister Qiao, I really can't stand your nine-yin white bone claws." Bai Yang quickly refused, "You pinch me like a chicken."

    "There's no such thing as a massage that doesn't hurt."

    "They all hurt, but some are massages, and some are torture." Bai Yang leaned on the back of the chair and raised his head, and said slowly, "My spirit has already been greatly tortured, so please don't torture me physically."

    "Do you want to take some melatonin?" Forsythia asked, "Take some melatonin to help you sleep."

    Bai Yang shook his head.

    The voices in the living room came and went.

    "Purple Mountain Communication Center, the telemetry data has been received!"

    "Data recovery in progress!"

    "Analyzing and reading! Reading!"

    "Here is 02, all units pay attention, the countdown to the action is ten minutes, and it is over."

    "Here is 01, all units pay attention, the countdown to the action is ten minutes, and it is over."

    Zhao Bowen's palms were sweating.

    Race against time.

    "Attention all units, the countdown to the action is five minutes, and it is over."

    "The telemetry image is being interpreted!"

    "Understanding!"

    "Understanding!"

    Lao Zhao didn't say anything, he was waiting for the result, the expert team of image interpretation to send the result, he wanted to know exactly where that damned big eye was at this moment twenty years later.

    "Attention all units, the countdown to action is three minutes, and it is over."

    "Data link switching preparation, countdown synchronization, complete."

    "found it!"

    Old Zhao was suddenly shocked.

    "Found it! This is the telemetry data analysis team! Command, we found it! Now report the location! Time coordinates 18:41 on December 24, 2040, space coordinates 118.7915° east longitude, 32.0470° north latitude, it is in Xinbai  on the roof of the building!"

    Twenty years later.

    Leaning on the sofa, the girl closed her eyes and meditated, opened her eyes, opened her pocket watch to check the time, it was 6:55 in the afternoon, and when it was time, she turned around and entered the room, unplugged all the wires plugged into the microphone jack of Radio 725, and then  Connect the repeater, switch the communication link to the remote communication system, and finally climb to the top of the building and remove the hand unit from the Yagi antenna.

    "Bg4mxh, this is bg4msr, can you hear me?" Ban Xia spoke to the opponent.

    "Received, this is bg4mxh, and now I want to inform you of the specific location of the big eyes as of just now. It is on the roof of the Xinbai Building in Xinjiekou. We suggest that you choose route 2 and go to the first base to avoid Xinjiekou.  The area around the intersection, over.”

    "good."

    Ban Xia squatted down and flicked Uncle Huang's forehead with a smile.

    "Uncle Huang, I'm going out, you have to guard the house."

    After finishing speaking, she got up and said goodbye to her parents:

    "Mom and Dad, I'm going out, I may not come back tonight, you take care of Huang Forget it, it will take care of itself.?

 Text Chapter 38: The Only Path

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    After dark, the temperature drops and the wind blows all the time. Pinellia comes out of the unit door, pulls up the neckline of the sweater, stands at the door of the building and looks up at the sky. The sky is a bit gloomy, and the moon cannot be seen.

    It is estimated that it will take three hours to walk from Meihua Mountain Villa to Zitai Office Building. The headquarters suggested that she choose Route 2 and try to avoid the Xinjiekou area. The so-called Route 2 is to follow Zhongshan East Road and turn right at Yixian Bridge.  , Go north on Longpan Middle Road, turn left at Beijing East Road, and go straight to the Zitai Office Building near Gulou Park. The total distance is about eight or nine kilometers.

    All the roads are horizontal and vertical. This is the request of the headquarters. The route should be as simple as possible. First, the dark route when going out at night is too complicated and easy to get lost. Second, the trails in the jungle are not safe.  It is said that Nanjing has the highest vegetation coverage since the city was born. Looking down from a high altitude, it is almost a city growing in the jungle. Before the big eyes appeared, it was in crisis.

    "Miss, this is the headquarters, have you set off yet? over."

    "Let's go." Banxia hung the desk on the shoulder strap of her backpack and held a flashlight in her hand. She turned around and closed the door of the grid, "I will contact you in five minutes."

    Reporting points every five minutes is the communication frequency agreed by both parties. Pinellia needs to report points continuously so that the headquarters can grasp her precise location.

    On the other hand, the command is also predicting the location of the big eyes.

    At 6:41 this afternoon, the precise location of the big eye is on the roof of the Xinbai Building, but it is a moving object after all, and it will not stay there forever.  The length of stay is variable, between ten and fifty minutes.

    The longer the time drags on, the greater the probability of the big eyes moving.

    The computer team has a set of estimation algorithms. They believe that within 20 minutes, the range of activities of the big eyes can be limited to a circle with a radius of one kilometer centered on Xinjiekou.  Within a large circle with a center and a radius of two kilometers, its range of activities is completely unpredictable after 60 minutes.

    And it is just two kilometers from Xinjiekou to Yixian Bridge.

    "That is to say, Miss, you must arrive at Yixian Bridge within 40 minutes, and then go north along Longpan Middle Road." Bai Yang said, "Can you arrive within 40 minutes? over."

    "Where is Yixian Bridge Where is Yixian Bridge?"

    Ban Xia trotted all the way with her bag on her back, tilted her head and pressed the hand platform ptt on her shoulder strap to speak.

    "The Panda Group, over."

    "Where is the Panda Group?"

    Bai Yang scratched his head.

    "It's a bridge. You'll know it when you get there. There's water passing under the bridge. It's the only bridge you'll come across. Remember, turn right when you touch the bridge. Remember? over."

    "Okay, I remember, turn right when you come across a bridge." Ban Xia nodded, "How far is that bridge from me?"

    "Three kilometers."

    "That forty minutes is enough."

    Ban Xia was on her way in the dark, she tripped over something on the way, and staggered "Oh", she turned her head and saw that it was a lump of cow dung as dry as a stone.

    The teacher once said that you should not go out when the two moons rise, but tonight you can't see a single moon.

    It was very windy outside, and the wind blew loudly on the microphone of the mobile station. The strong wind noise made Bai Yang feel that she was not in Nanjing City, but in the Everest base camp.

    The only advantage of a big winter is that there are fewer flies and mosquitoes. Reptiles and arthropods are quite sensitive to changes in temperature. When the temperature drops, they all become lazy. Most of the deadly creatures in Nanjing belong to these two species.  Human beings, in the absence of drugs and serum, if bitten by a poisonous snake, they will die.

    "Bg, it's so dark outside." Ban Xia said, "But I don't dare to use a flashlight I think I may have arrived at the Ming Palace, and I saw the crashed fighter plane behind the gate."

    "Okay, do you need a break?"

    "No need, I still have plenty of energy!"

    Pinellia jumped up and down.

    "Okay, miss, you have to be vigilant at all times, over." After speaking, Bai Yang took off his earphones, turned his head and shouted to the outside: "Ming Palace!"

    "Ming Palace." Lao Zhao pressed the walkie-talkie and repeated.

    There are many maps in front of him, modern Nanjing, future Nanjing, flat and three-dimensional, all spread out on the super-large monitor, a thick blue line starts from Meihua Villa, along the road all the way to Gulou Park  , this is the girl's planned route, at this time bg4msr's location is marked at the ruins of the Ming Palace.

    theOn the north side of the map, there are two huge red light circles, a big one and a small one. The center of the circle is Xinjiekou, which is the estimated activity range of the big eyes. The circle with a diameter of one kilometer is darker, and the circle with a diameter of two kilometers  The color is lighter, and the computer team believes that the big eyes are moving in this big circle, and the area of ??this circle is a full 13 square kilometers.

    The computer team has repeatedly warned Zhao Bowen that as time goes by, it will become more and more difficult to predict the range of activity of the big eyes, and they will not be able to give a safe range one hour after the telemetry satellite confirms its position.

    "There are so many tall buildings in Xinjiekou, I hope to lure it to stay here for a while." Bai Zhen said, "Then IFC Center, World Trade Center, Xinhua Building, you can take a stroll, so why hurry?"

    "From Xinjiekou to the north, where might it reside?" Old Zhao asked.

    "From Xinjiekou to the north, the next stop may be King's Landing International and Golden Eagle." Wang Ning stretched out his finger, "If you go south, you can go to Bank of China and China Construction Bank, but it's not sure, there are too many buildings in this area  gone."

    "Using the east line of the inner ring as the boundary, there will be more tall buildings after that line. Life Insurance, Shangmao Century, and New Century Plaza are all over there, and they are all skyscrapers." Bai Zhen sat on the side and typed on the keyboard  , "It would be convenient if you can still use the satellite, and it will be clear with a scan of the satellite."

    "Even if a satellite can be used, it has to pass by every hour or so. Besides, it can only see big eyes and cannot see people." Wang Ning reminded, "Satellites can't help much."

    Old Zhao pressed his brows hard.

    "To be honest, her long-distance communication system has never been tried to go as far as the Gulou Park. Can it last?" Bai Zhen suddenly remembered, "What if she loses contact halfway?"  ?”

    "Then what can be done?" Wang Ning spread his hands, "The conditions are limited, we can only make do with it, it all depends on luck."

    "Does she know where the entrance to the first base is?" Bai Zhen asked.

    "I know." Zhao Bowen said.

    "Where is it?" Lao Bai and Lao Wang both asked.

    "I can't tell you guys." Old Zhao glanced at them.

    "As the deputy team leader, I don't have the right to know?" Bai Zhen was very dissatisfied.

    "No." Zhao Bowen said, "Your son knows, let Yang Yang tell you if you have the ability."

    Bai Zhen snorted and didn't speak again.

    Bai Yang knew that the entrance to the first base was under the manhole cover. He told the girl so, but he didn't know which manhole cover it was under.

    In fact, even the construction team did not know which manhole cover was the correct access. During the construction, a total of six identical deep wells were drilled. After the construction, the six deep wells were filled with concrete at the same time to seal them.

    However, this is not true. Only very few people know that there is a well that has not been sealed off, it is the only access to the First Base, and no one really knows which well this is.

    Because it is randomly selected by the machine.

    "It's a bit difficult to find." Bai Zhen said.

    "When we set the threshold for the world, we are also setting the threshold for ourselves." Zhao Bowen said, "How can it be so easy to resist the intervention of the world??

 Text Chapter 39: The Lost Bridge

    The first base is the safest secret room in the urban area of ??Nanjing. If there is any place that is safer than it, then only the second base.

    There is a data center in each of the two bases. It is a gift from people to the future, and it is also the only witness and recorder of the doomsday disaster. The two bases will survive the catastrophe and survive to the end, becoming Pinellia in the post-apocalypse era.  The only database available.

    This is a large-scale reconnaissance operation, and the scouts will move forward alone with the long river of time. Human beings will perish in disasters, but the base will not perish. It will pass through long time and loneliness, and wait until the time it has been waiting for  The command hopes that it can unravel all the mysteries and find a glimmer of life from them.

    The so-called PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds is nothing more than that.

    What Banxia has to do is very simple, she only needs to enter the base and wake up the dormant computer.

    The only action is to press the button.

    If poking once doesn't work, just poke twice.

    Once the dormant base is awakened, it will immediately enter the working state. The awakened system will deploy the high-gain satellite antenna and upload all the data to the relay satellite.

    ?It was a fool's operation from beginning to end. After the girl was settled, I could go home. When I got home, I switched the radio station to the satellite mode, and I was done.

    "Are you really going to poke it?"

    "Just poke it." Bai Yang nodded, "Although the server database is very complicated, they have made it very simple in actual operation. Miss, after you go down, you should be able to see a very eye-catching button. Hammer it hard.  One click, and it starts up, over.”

    Bai Yang recalled what the engineering team said when they described it to themselves. They said that there was no need to worry about finding the power button, and there was no need to worry that the operation would be too complicated.  Eye-catching, even the blind can find it.

    "There won't be a link to enter the code, will it?" Ban Xia asked.

    "No, the engineering team assures me that all operations will not exceed the three categories of poking, pressing, and hammering." Bai Yang replied, "The IQ age required for operations cannot exceed nine years old. Animal behavior experts have evaluated it. They think  The trained monkeys could do all the steps, over."

    "What about untrained monkeys?"

    "Monkeys that have not been trained can be trained in the base." Bai Yang said, "Miss, where are you now? over."

    "I think I'm almost at Yixian Bridge, but it's too dark outside tonight, there's no moonlight at all. Do you know how dark it is here? I stretch out my hand now. If my hand is longer, I won't be able to see  Clear how many fingers I have."

    Ban Xia slowed down, she walked on the curb, she couldn't see what she was stepping on under her feet, the asphalt road was full of black mud, animal feces and rotten branches, after stepping on it, Ban Xia  The sound and feedback can be used to judge what you stepped on. What is soft is mud, what is hard and then soft is dung, and the "click" is a branch of wood. The surrounding area is so quiet that no sound can be heard. The sound after stepping on a broken branch is  The air is exceptionally transparent.

    Banxia has never gone out so far at night. She carefully observes the surrounding environment. There are many scrapped car shells along the way. At night, they all turn into invisible shadows.  Every time I meet it, it can make Banxia nervous. It is reasonable to say that Zhongshan East Road is a common avenue, and the girl is quite familiar with it, but when it gets dark this day, it's like changing a city.

    Is the building in front the Nanyuan Community?

    Still fifty-five?

    There is a faint tall black shadow standing there far away. It is not clear through the lush leaves. You have to go downstairs to see what it is. The familiar Nanjing city is covered with a layer of black gauze.  I couldn't recognize her anymore.

    "Bg, how long do I have?"

    "Seven minutes, over."

    Ban Xia breathed a sigh of relief slowly, stopped and hid behind the shell of a burnt broken car, squatted on the curb and knocked the soles of her shoes, and tightened the shoulder straps of her backpack.

    "Bg, can you sing me a song?"

    Bai Yang was taken aback.

    The plan is to only report the points every five minutes, but obviously no one abides by this rule. Ban Xia has been talking nonstop since the beginning of the action. She said that if a person walks at night in the wilderness, if  It's frightening not to have someone to talk to.

    "I won't be afraid if you sing."

    "Uh" Bai Yang hesitated, "Miss, what do you want to hear?"

    He wondered, according to the girl's usual singing style, could he come up with a song "Blue-faced Doulton Stealing the Royal Horse—?"

    Don't make trouble, now I don't know how many people are listening to the pairBy the way, this is almost a public channel. If he, Bai Yang, sang "The blue-faced Dou Erdun steals the horse, the red-faced Guan Gong fights in Changsha—" in the public channel, someone will call the headquarters in the next second  , Don't speak up if you say it's all your own people.

    "Sing this." Ban Xia hummed, "Can you sing?"

    "meeting."

    "Then you sing!"

    Bai Yang scratched his forehead in embarrassment, but he didn't say that his business included this.

    Still he sang:

    "I can catch the moon, and I will prop up countless oars with countless dreams."

    "With courage and wisdom, my oars,"

    "Shake the moon boat and sail into the distance."

    "I don't remember the lyrics later, miss."

    The girl giggled on the other end, and she clapped the microphone on the stage to show her applause.

    Bai Yang lamented in his heart my fame in this life.

    "Miss, where are you now? over."

    "I should be at the Panda Building." Ban Xia looked at the blurred and dark building under the night from afar, "Walking through the Panda Building is the Yixian Bridge, right? I'm almost there."

    "Yes, turn right in front of Yixian Bridge and enter Longpan Middle Road, then go straight along Longpan Middle Road, you still have three minutes, over."

    "Understood, go to Yixian Bridge and turn right onto Longpan Middle Road Wait."

    The girl's voice suddenly changed.

    "What's wrong?" Bai Yang suddenly became vigilant.

    "No No, this doesn't seem to be the Panda Building"

    The girl was puzzled, surprised, and at a loss.

    "Isn't it the Panda Building?"

    "Wait, let me take a closer look, maybe I'm wrong, it's strange, it doesn't look like the Panda Building Let me come closer, come closer, no, bg!"

    The girl's voice suddenly changed.

    "This is the Nanjing Library! bg, this is Nantu!"

    The tall glass curtain wall of the Nanjing Library is still clearly discernible in the night, Ban Xia walked downstairs of the Nanjing Library unconsciously.

    It's over!

    Ban Xia subconsciously turned her head to look back, where is Yixian Bridge?  Have you already passed Yixian Bridge?

    She suddenly felt that she had passed her head. In the dark night where she could not locate with her eyes, she miscalculated her speed of action, and she didn't know whether she had walked four kilometers or five kilometers.

    She didn't know when she mistook the road sign, she might have been wrong a long time ago.

    Not only Pinellia made mistakes, but the headquarters also made mistakes. They thought Yixian Bridge was an obvious calibration point, but this bridge has long since disappeared in the future. It has been blocked for a long time and lack of maintenance  Landfill, standing on the bridge at night is not even aware that it is a bridge, which is not visible on satellite imagery.

    Banxia was determined to find this bridge, so she hurried along the Zhongshan East Road and passed Yixian Bridge without knowing it, so she walked over in a daze.

    The safe area drawn by the computer team is two kilometers away from Xinjiekou within 40 minutes, and exactly two kilometers from Xinjiekou to Yixian Bridge. That is to say, as long as Ban Xia turns at Yixian Bridge, he can avoid big eyes.

    But at this moment, she went deep into the range of activities of the big eyes, walked an extra kilometer, and walked all the way to the downstairs of Nantu.

    And Nantu is only one kilometer away from Xinjiekou.

    Standing downstairs in Nantu, you can see the roof of Xinbai Building in Xinjiekou.

    In the second half of the night, she couldn't see Xinbai Building, but she knew it was there because she could see the dark red eyes shining like fireflies high above.

 Main Text Chapter 40 Sparks and Lightning All the Way

    Ban Xia subconsciously moved a few steps to the left, hiding under the shadow of a big tree, the thick trunk of a birch tree cut off her sight, the girl stood there blankly for two seconds, fear, panic and bewilderment are like sea tides  Rolling up from the bottom of my heart, cold sweat came down with a "shua", and immediately soaked the clothes on the back.

    "Bg, I see it."

    "It's on the roof."

    "But I don't know if it found me."

    Bai Yang's cold sweat also came out "shua".

    "Emergency, a first-class contact has occurred! Attention everyone, a first-class contact has occurred!" Lao Zhao warned on the channel, "The action is cancelled, and the emergency plan is activated."

    After about a few seconds, Banxia recovered from hiding behind the big tree. She quietly poked her head and looked at the roof of Xinbai Building.

    The dark red eye was gone.

    The girl's heart skipped a beat.

    "bgI think it may have found me"

    "Then why are you still standing there? Hide! Hide quickly!" Bai Yang almost yelled at the mime in his hand. He took off his earphones and threw them on the table, then turned his head and shouted: "Dad! Come and replace me!"  !"

    After shouting, he grabbed his coat and pushed away the chair and ran out. Forsythia leaning on the door frame moved faster than him, and the latter had already gone out when Bai Yang shouted.

    Lao Bai rushed into the bedroom and took Bai Yang's place.

    "Bg4msr attention, this is Daddy, take over the communication from now on, over."

    "Attention all, if a type of contact occurs, activate the No. 1 emergency plan." Zhao Bowen turned his head to look at Bai Yang, and pressed the walkie-talkie, "We are sending people to the scene, all units pay attention, and set the red alarm!"

    "One group received it, transferred to the No. 1 emergency plan, turned two holes to enter the three orbit change procedures, entered the false synchronous orbit, the mid-heaven altitude is 81°, Zijinshan Communication Center data distribution, Guizhou Beijing dual redundant backup, complete!"

    "The second group received it and transferred to the No. 1 emergency plan. The swordsman behavior prediction model is being synchronized, the relative coordinates have been established, and the blind spot route is being screened. Finished!"

    "The third group received it and transferred it to the No. 1 emergency plan. All members of the emergency support team entered the first-level combat readiness state, and it was over."

    "This is the air command center of Liuhe Ma'an Airport. The helicopter has warmed up and is ready to take off."

    In just one minute, the Dongfanghong project team changed the purpose of the operation from arriving at the first base to bringing the girl back safely.

    Bai Yang hurried through the living room amidst the reply one after another, without even having time to change his shoes, he walked downstairs in his slippers, and as soon as he stepped out of the unit door, he was dazzled by the dazzling headlights from the opposite side and couldn't keep his eyes open.

    Under the night, the dull roar of the three-cylinder engine sounded, as if a beast was dormant in the green belt.

    Bai Yang was taken aback.

    The beast slowly revealed its true face, as if a fire was burning, the light of the street lamps flowed along smooth curves, and the two fierce headlights under the transparent windshield, it was like a crimson three-wheeler  Mazda.

    The Mazda stopped in front of Bai Yang. Forsythia was sitting in the driver's seat, wearing a dark red helmet, and a pair of sharp eyes were exposed behind the windshield. She threw a black helmet to Bai Yang, and gave a thumbs up:

    boarding!

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    "You where did you get this?"

    "You mean this Bounce? I borrowed it from a kind person."

    Lian Qiao drove Bai Yang out of the gate of Meihuashanzhuang Community, turned the corner and turned the accelerator to the bottom. Before Bai Yang could react, he was staggered by the sudden acceleration.  Calling a speeding, an electric tricycle gave her the posture of a super sports car. Bai Yang was sitting on the back seat wearing a black helmet, and had to hold the seat tightly with his hands to fix himself.

    "Command! Can you locate us?"

    Forsythia shouted.

    "This is the headquarters, we can locate you." The reply from the headquarters came from the earphones, "You are still four kilometers away from Nantu, and you are expected to arrive in ten minutes, but be careful, at the two intersections of Minggugong Road  There's a traffic jam and it could cost you four minutes."

    "Received! I will try to shorten the time to less than ten minutes!"

    Forsythia stared straight ahead, Clover Garden Avenue had come to an end, she braked with one hand and gasped with the other, and turned left!  With a sharp stabbing sound, the tricycle tilted and took off from the ground.

    "I rely on—!"

    Bai Yang roared.

    Mazda swung its tail and flew from Clover Park Avenue.??Zhongshanmen Street, tires rubbed against the asphalt road and smoked, Bai Yang could smell burnt.

    Passers-by have probably never seen such a Mazda running so desperately. They don't know if their butt is on fire, or they are going to fight the fire somewhere, and they are still honking their horns while running wildly.

    Soon Banxia saw the convoy on the road. It was less than 8 pm, and it was the rush hour. When the traffic in the city was congested, there were traffic lights and zebra crossings at the intersections on both sides of the Ming Palace.  We have to wait for a while, but Forsythia can't wait.

    "Cars! Watch out for cars!"

    Bai Yang reminded from behind that there was a car parked in front, and Forsythia did not slow down at all.

    Forsythia's posture is to bump into the rear of the car in front.

    "Relax, your sister, I am the double champion of the world's electric tricycle and electric wheelchair off-road rally!"

    Forsythia turned the front of the car, and the Mazda ran straight onto the sidewalk. It almost cracked Bai Yang's tailbone with a knock on the curb.  Coming towards their own pavement, the pity for the tailbone immediately turned into worry for their own lives. They rushed on the sidewalk, their style was wilder than the old man's music, and the car owners who couldn't move on the avenue could only watch.  A red Mazda passed all the way on the sidewalk, with its headlights on and double flashing, and its horn howling loudly.

    Sparks and lightning all the way, this sister's driving style is really jaw-dropping.

    "Red light!"

    Bai Yang reminded again.

    "Don't worry, this car has no license plate!"

    Forsythia gritted her teeth and spoke.

    Mazda jumped under the red light, it was a swagger.

    "Where are we?"

    "Panda Building!" At a glance, Bai Yang caught the two buildings passing by the car window, "We have passed Yixian Bridge!"

    "How far is it?"

    "Less than one kilometer!" Bai Yang replied, "Two minutes!"

    Forsythia turned the accelerator to the bottom again, and the engine roared under her buttocks.

    Amidst the low roar, the helicopter flew over the city at low altitude, with the bright lights of thousands of houses under its feet, and every road was a glowing river, and the crimson Mazda ran so fast, it passed through the layers like flames.  The flow of traffic and people, as if there is really a girl in Nantu waiting for it to save.

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    Banxia was hiding in Building A of New Century Plaza opposite Nantu. After discovering the big eyes, she got into the building immediately, but she didn't know where the big eyes were at this time. The big eyes might come from  Appearing anywhere and in any direction, the enemy is in the dark and we are out. The headquarters advised her not to act rashly, hide herself first, and then wait and see what happens.

    She thought that the big eyes had found her, but there was no evidence. This was what her intuition told her. The moment she saw the big eyes, the feeling of being stared at her reappeared, her whole body was stiff, and her mind was blank.

    There was silence all around, there was no sound, and it was also pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers.

    There was no wind, and it was so quiet that I could even hear my own breathing and heartbeat. Ban Xia temporarily turned off the mobile phone and kept the radio silent.

    The headquarters told her not to be reckless in any case, and would rather hide for an extra hour or two, even until tomorrow morning or tomorrow night, and never act rashly.

    According to the law of big eye activity observed and summarized so far, it will not stay in the same position for a long time. If it can't find the target in the Nantu area, it will wander to other places.

    So Ban Xia hid in the building with peace of mind, curled up under the counter, closed the hand counter and waited slowly.

    Suddenly fine dust fell on his face.

    The girl opened her eyes, and she knew that something was here, and that something caused imperceptible vibrations.

    Soon even she could feel the vibration, and the subtle vibration was transmitted along the ground. The girl was stuck on the smooth marble floor, and heard the sound of "click, click", which became louder and louder.  Big, the last pinellia can be heard without sticking to the ground.

    She was facing up, through the wooden counter above her head, layers of bricks, glass, reinforced concrete, through the dark void, Ban Xia could see that thing lying on top of her head.

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 Text Chapter 41 Pinellia Run

    Building A of New Century Plaza was the tallest building in Jiangsu Province when it was completed, and is now the tallest building in Qinhuai District, ranking seventh in Nanjing City. There are more than 20 skyscrapers in Nanjing City with a height of more than 200 meters.  After the extinction of human beings, no animals can occupy them except birds, so the skyscrapers have turned into super high-rise luxury bird nests. The glass is covered with white and black dry bird droppings, which has accumulated a thick layer, like unmelted  Snow.

    The big eyes are entrenched on the roof.

    It crawls around the outer wall of the building, and its footholds are exquisite, without touching all the bird's nests on the window sill and balcony. Such a huge creature walks lightly and delicately, like dancing ballet on eggs.

    The huge pupil scans every window—we still have no way of knowing what means the big eyes rely on to actively obtain external information, it seems to be visible light, it seems to be infrared, and it may be sound, but there is no doubt that its vision  It is sensitive. It can find and lock a small person one kilometer away in a few seconds in a huge area of ??more than ten square kilometers under complex urban terrain and in the dark night. It is not so blind.  A big eyeball.

    Ban Xia hid in the building, curled up under the reception desk in the lobby, she knew it was right above her head.

    At this moment, she is the prey and the other party is the hunter.

    They staged hunting games in the huge reinforced concrete jungle built by humans.

    The girl slowly held her breath, she heard that thing crawling down, building a of New Century Plaza is more than 230 meters high, but for a big spider with a span of seven or eight meters, it is too difficult to go from the top to the bottom of the building.  It was only about twenty feet, quite a leisurely stroll, the thing circled the outer wall and stopped on the first floor.

    The movement outside suddenly quieted down.

    Ban Xia thought it was going to talk again, but it didn't say it, the thing just stopped outside for a long time.

    The girl discovered a rule, as long as the big eyes appear, no sound will be heard around, I don't know if this is a coincidence, when it appears, everything seems to be silent.

    The waiting in the darkness and dead silence was extremely long and tormented. Ban Xia could neither see nor hear anything, and could not feel the flow of time. After an unknown amount of time, she finally heard the footsteps again, her big eyes slowing down.  Slowly climbed away.

    The sound of "click, click" gradually faded away, and finally disappeared.

    Ban Xia breathed a sigh of relief, drenched in sweat.

    After the big eyes went away, the night in Nanjing returned to normal. The girl heard the wind, the rustling of mice and the hooting of owls again, as if the whole world had just held its breath.

    "Dad this is bg4msr, can you hear me?"

    Ban Xia turned on the mobile phone and tried to call Bai Zhen.

    "bg letter bad"

    The radio signal was blocked by tall buildings nearby. Ban Xia slowly got up, stepped over the garbage all over the floor, and approached the gate, and the signal gradually became clear.

    "This is Dad Are you okay? Hui Location The headquarters is planning the route, we want to bring you back safely, over."

    "I I am in New Century Plaza, the tallest building here."

    "Building A, New Century Plaza!"

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    "We arrived at the location."

    Bai Yang and Forsythia stood in front of the gate of Building A of New Century Plaza. There are so many people in this place.

    "Swordsman behavior model simulation, blind spot route selection, according to the current information, the swordsman has a high probability of moving westward, over." Someone was talking in the channel.

    "Moving to the west?" Bai Yang turned his head, "Then it is returning to Xinjiekou."

    "The results of the field of view measurement are out and have been sent to your mobile phones. Attention Lianqiao, red is a dangerous area with a high probability of exposure, orange is a risky area and may be exposed, and green is a safe area. When choosing a route, try to pass through the green area.  ,complete."

    "Attention the headquarters! 03, the route screening results have been sent to you, pay attention to check, it's over!"

    The huge data on the cloud is imported into the headquarters, and the most powerful supercomputer in the world simulates the whole process behind the scenes. The floating-point calculation speed exceeds 9 billion billion times per second. Forsythia can see the real-time calculated safe zone.  There is a 3D map, six red dots move on the map, they represent the possible location of the big eyes, and all the areas they can see are marked in red, the only safe place is behind the building, which has long since died  Humans left this huge reinforced concrete jungle as the only way out for the girl.

    The six red dots are moving all the time.??The safe zone changes rapidly.

    Hiding in the shadow of the building, Lao Zhao said so.

    Then run!

    "Are you familiar with this piece?" Lianqiao asked Baiyang.

    "Cooked." Bai Yang said, "Kexiang, I often come here for dinner."

    "Then you show the way, and I'll take you running." Lian Qiao said, "Can you?"

    Gu &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; "Okay." Bai Yang nodded.

    Forsythia clenched Bai Yang's wrist.

    "Everyone is ready—"

    Zhao Bowen stood in front of the big screen, looking straight at the map in front of him. The complex and crowded buildings in Qinhuai District were the best cover to take the girl out of here safely.

    Forsythia took a deep breath, and fixed the table on the shoulder strap of her backpack. Despite the 20-year gap, she and Bai Yang stood on the same starting line.

    They are blue dots on the map, and in front of him is the wide Zhongshan East Road. Lao Zhao stared at that point, that building and that road until the green shadows of the buildings slowly slanted, and Building A of New Century Plaza  The square in front of the door has become a blind spot for big eyes——

    "run!"

    Forsythia pulled Poplar and moved quickly along the wall, Pinellia followed closely.

    "Walk along the base of the wall and turn right at the corner! Sister Qiao, you can see the words New Century Square in white! Head towards Building B!"

    "Sister Qiao, pay attention to the car!"

    "Go straight for one hundred meters! Go through it, hurry up! Go faster and faster and faster!"

    Bai Yang lowered his head and did not look at the road, either staring at the map or raising his head to identify the surrounding environment. Lian Qiao pulled him and ran past under the huge blue billboard in New Century Square.  In the moving safe zone, Ban Xia moves in sync with them, if Bai Yang takes a step forward, she will take a step forward, if Bai Yang takes a step back, she will take a step back.

    "We are directly in front of Building No. 10, Ke Lane. Have you seen that wonton shop?"

    "Turn left! Don't cross the road, turn left!"

    "stop!"

    "Walk against the wall!"

    "Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Your mother, get out of the way!" Forsythia shouted angrily.

    "Fuck your mother, rush to the grave?" Someone was pushed by her and turned to scold.

    "Go to your mother's grave!" Lian Qiao grabbed Bai Yang tightly, and rushed past a string of brightly lit Chongqing small noodle mutton soup and rice noodles. On winter nights, steaming water mist and heat filled the restaurant entrance.  It is a cafeteria for Nanjing locals. They run rampant and run fast in the cafeteria.

    "Turn in! Turn in!"

    "Stop! Stop! Stop, stop!"

    Bai Yang yelled, grabbed Lianqiao's hand forcefully, pulled her to a stop abruptly, a large red light slowly swept over them on the map, and the two turned into the community to avoid.

    When the red light passed, he turned around and continued running.

    "This is cfc, turn in!"

    "Go forward to Block B, then turn right!"

    "Sister Qiao, you pulled it too tightly, it hurts"

    "If you don't tighten up, what should you do if you lose your run?" Not only did Lian Qiao not let go, but she also tightened her grip on his wrist, "It's agreed that you will be in charge of guiding the way, and I will be in charge of running!"

    Forssythia has been running for five kilometers every morning for such a long time, and this came in handy. Baiyang was dragged along to keep up with Forsythia's speed.

    "There is a third grader at the corner in front of you. After passing by, you will find Building B, and diagonally opposite is the Foreign Trade Port Building This area is the most dangerous. It is much safer to leave this area."

    "If you speed up, you will be out of danger soon."

    Downstairs of the building in Block C, there is indeed a big red signboard with large red characters. Lianqiao didn't know it was a restaurant until she reached the door. There were advertisements for stone pot tiger skin chicken feet, small steamed buns and roasted knuckles at the door.

    Forsythia is 1.75 meters tall, tall and has long legs, and she takes a big step with every step. She stepped over the door of the restaurant in the junior year of Pinduan in one step.

    But Banxia braked suddenly in front of Pinda's third gate.

    For the first time, she failed to keep up with Bai Yang's pace.

    The girl was standing on the sidewalk, cold and trembling, when she heard someone talking on the other side of the corner of the restaurant.

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 Text Chapter 42 Shorter

    Ban Xia closed the hand platform and stepped back lightly.

    One step, two steps, like walking a tightrope.

    She slowly backed away from the gate of Pinda No. 3. The ground was covered with a thin layer of soft mud, and there was no sound when she stepped on it. The weeds in the green belt were growing higher than people. The building C of CFC Life Plaza was next to the street  It is a series of eating, drinking and playing, a street 50 meters long, seafood and lobster skewers, banquet chess and mahjong halls, dilapidated and deserted store signs with burn marks, Pinellia retreats and lowers its body, and finally crawls on the ground and crosses the street.  Through the dark night, the yellow-green withered grass was driven by clothes and backpacks.

    "Where are you—I found you—"

    "Wonderful fruit—"

    The voice was just behind the corner, close at hand, separated by a wall.

    Ban Xia finally heard that thing speak again.

    Her hands and feet were shaking, and she was so frightened that she wanted to cry, but she couldn't cry. Her eyes were red and she had to hold back tears in her eye sockets. This was really scary. Why did she have to face such a monster alone?  Ban Xia tried her best to stabilize her body, and slowly opened the distance, one meter, two meters, five meters, ten meters

    It doesn't seem to notice me.

    Ban Xia sees hope.

    Can escape!

    Pinellia, you have God bless you, you will be able to turn bad luck into good fortune!  Everyone in the world is dead, but you are the only one who is not dead. In the words of bg, you are the protagonist's life!

    None of the protagonists will die!

    Ban Xia shouted to herself in her heart.

    She crawled on the ground and slowly backed away, gradually moving away from the corner of Pin Dasan, her big eyes really didn't find herself, they didn't poke their heads over!  In fact, as long as it poked its head, it would be finished by itself, but it just didn't look at it!

    The girl's heart began to sprout the joy of rebirth after the catastrophe.

    She reckoned in her heart that the alley should have come to an end after a distance of thirty or forty meters.

    Ban Xia looked up, and there was a white signboard of Yumi Township on the top of his head. This alley really retreated to the end. Yumi Township is a restaurant at the corner of the entrance of the alley. Looking back, there is a crossing road behind him.  , she had already retreated to the entrance of the alleyway, but her big eyes were still on Pin Dasan's side, and she didn't chase after her.

    This reassured her a little.

    Ban Xia quietly got up, changed from prostrate to kneeling, and then from kneeling to cat waist, finally turned around and moved forward on tiptoe against the wall, preparing to leave this alleyway and take another route back. The girl acted fairly  Be cautious, lean your back against the wall at the corner of the intersection, don't act in a hurry, first take a look at the environment on the road——

    Ban Xia poked her head out, and the other party also poked her head out.

    The girl saw her own reflection in a huge red pupil.

    What kind of eye is that?  The crimson pupil is like flowing blood, it is liquid, but it will freeze suddenly when it locks on the target, it is a vortex, it is a black hole, anyone who stares at it will feel that he is staring into the abyss, Ban Xia is with it  The moment of staring at each other seems to have sucked away the soul, and the soul has reshaped a pinellia in the eyeball, and within a Planck time, the big eyes have obtained all the information of pinellia.

    In an instant, Banxia's brain was completely blank, and after 0:0001 seconds, the extreme fear destroyed all reason, she screamed and turned around to run away.

    "ah——!"

    The scream lasted only half a second before being interrupted.

    Just as Ban Xia took two steps, her feet suddenly emptied, her body fell a lot, her waist and abdomen hit the hard road hard, the pain caused her to open her mouth wide and could not make a sound.

    The remaining rationality in her brain immediately told her that she had fallen into a well, and there must be a manhole on the road that was not covered. This was not the first time she fell into a well, so she had experience, but Ban Xia hadn't had time to react to it,  The cold, salty water was poured down her throat, and then flooded her eyes, ears, nose and all senses. It felt like someone had hit her head with a sap, and her eyes turned black in an instant. The last sobriety and  The air in her lungs gurgled out together, and she didn't understand why there was running water in the well, and it was so fast and fierce, it was like an underground river.

    Pinellia was sucked into the current, and immediately lost consciousness in the pitch-black deep water, as if thrown into a drum washing machine filled with water, with its head on the water surface and under the water surface for a while, only  Knowing that he is still alive, but not far from death.

    In such a chaotic state, the human brain can't even collect any effective information, can't make any judgments, can't think about anything, and can't save themselves. Most people go from being swept by the water to drowning and drowning their brains  They are all down, and Ban Xia's brain is also down at the moment, and the only thing in his head is gurgling gurgling.??You can't see the night sky, and you can just grab it with your hand and it will be rubble.

    Ban Xia was completely lost. She didn't know where she was. She was washed away by the water in the dark sewer before, and she was taken wherever the water flowed. She didn't know where she was.

    Where is this?

    Ban Xia propped herself up, tried to straighten her body, and let out an "ouch".

    Head bumped.

    She rubbed her head, raised her hand to reach up, and touched a thick concrete beam.

    This concrete beam is pressed on top of my head, and I can touch it as soon as I raise my head, and then I feel around, and I feel the overturned wall in the east, and the protruding steel bars in the west, all of which are pressed on the top of my head.  Scattered bricks were piled up on the ground, Banxia probably understood what environment she was in. It was a ruin, it was under a toppled building, she just got out of the wellhead under the ruins, and there were millions of tons of weight on her head.  Reinforced concrete high-rise buildings.

    Ban Xia knows where she is.

    Life Plaza.

    She remembered that there was a big hole in the Life Plaza opposite Nantu, and the square was extremely damaged, and this was the most damaged one in Qinhuai District. The whole building collapsed, leaving only a large piece of ruins.

    Well, she didn't actually run too far. Life Insurance is next to the CFC Plaza, but only three or four hundred meters away.

    The handstand was still stuck on the shoulder strap of the backpack. Banxia pulled it out to shake off the accumulated water, and turned the switch, but there was no response.

    It said it was waterproof, but at this time the chain also fell off.

    She shook her head and pushed the table back.

    The backpack was also half filled with water, turned the bag upside down and shook it, "哗啦——" it flowed all over the floor, and then put everything back, without looking at it, I knew that they were soaked badly, Banxia sat naked in the dark  Li, rolled up the wet hair and wanted to wring it dry, but was taken aback for a moment.

    The hair is short.

    The hair was shortened, and the long hair that originally reached the back now only reached the shoulders. When I touched it again, the ends of the hair were neatly sectioned.

    What's going on here?  When was the hair cut?

    Ban Xia was a little puzzled, she wrung out her short hair vigorously, then picked up the dry dust and wiped it on her body, rubbing her frozen hands and feet vigorously.

    Knowing where she is is easy, she can climb back even when she crawls, rests until she regains her strength, Ban Xia drags her backpack and crawls out from under the ruins, just as the moon is emerging, there is a big shallow pit on the square under the silvery white moonlight.  Stopping in front of the girl, it really was Life Plaza.

    Banxia was relieved that the big eyes were not nearby, should it return to Xinjiekou at this time?

    The girl carried a wet bag like a clay figurine, stepped on the hard rubble with her bare feet, and limped through the big pit. No one knew when the pit was formed, and the culprit who hit the pit was  The culprit was still stuck in the ground, blackened and as tall as a person, probably the wreckage of a crashed fighter plane or an unexploded aerial bomb.

    Pinellia didn’t take a second look, the urban area of ??Nanjing is full of pits, large and small, foxholes dug during wars, bomb craters from bomb explosions, impact craters from plane crashes, all kinds of things—the world’s two  People with legs are hard to find, but there are many pits in the ground.

    The teacher once reminded her not to approach these things rashly, because the state of the duds is unstable, and it is uncertain when they will explode.

    There were broken glass all over the place, and her feet were cut with blood, but Ban Xia didn't feel any pain. She struggled to climb out of the pit and almost tripped over a ball halfway.

    Ban Xia, Ban Xia, are you really the protagonist's life?

    Ban Xia said in her heart.

    If you are also called the protagonist, then the author is too damned, right?

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 Text Chapter 43: Leaving the Cabinet

    It was already ten o'clock in the evening when Ban Xia returned home, cold, tired and sore, his lips were blue from cold, the first thing he did when he entered the door was not to use the radio to report his safety to the headquarters, but to quickly empty the hot water in the thermos and take a bath.  She soaked herself in the water basin, her head drooping on the edge of the basin, with a dirty little face, staring at the white steam rising in the air, her eyes were blank, she was in a daze for a long time, not knowing what she was thinking.

    The girl in the mirror was soaking naked in the water, with protruding spines on her bowed back. She was really thin and she didn't look like a human being.  She stared blankly at the person outside the mirror, her hair was caked in pieces with muddy water, it was really dirty and she didn't look like a human being.

    If the teacher was still there, she would squat down and scratch her head.

    Yaya, why are you as dirty as the stray dogs outside?

    She was determined to say so.

    Stay away from me, don't come close to me unless you clean up!

    She still wants to say that.

    "Ha ha ha chirp!"

    After soaking in cold water for a long time, I really have a cold, not only a cold but also dysmenorrhea, two pieces of clear water snot hang down, Pinellia wipes with hands, wipes with left hand and right hand, hangs down again after wiping.

    The hot water gradually soaked the skin red, and the hot water dispelled the cold, and the whole body warmed up. Finally, the girl stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself.  , looks like a wounded soldier just off the line of fire.

    Really dangerous.

    Almost died.

    The underground is more dangerous than the ground, she would rather be hunted down by big eyes than fall into the rushing dark river, although the dark river saved her life, but if it wasn't for the backpack, Ban Xia would be a floating corpse now, cut off by big eyes  Better to lose your head than to drown in a deep, dark tunnel filled with seawater.

    Ban Xia recalled the big eyes she saw just now, and it was hard to imagine where that thing came from. The red irises were like a sea of ??blood pouring into the abyss forever, and the black pupils were the abyss. What kind of monster was that?  Its whereabouts are surreptitious, elusive, and it can always find itself, with terrific eyes.

    Her memory of its sight is still fresh, once locked by the sight of the big eyes, the girl is like falling into an ice cave, her scalp is numb, as if her soul has been sucked away, no matter how far apart.

    They always meet in the way of looking at each other, as if the two eyeballs will be locked to each other. At the closest time, Banxia was only one meter away from it. At that time, Banxia was so frightened that her brain went blank, and her eyeballs turned to the left.  , the eyeballs with big eyes also turned to the left, her eyeballs turned to the right, and the eyeballs with big eyes also turned to the right. Ban Xia didn't have time to think about these details before, but now that she was home, she had time to think.

    really weird.

    Is it locking its sight?

    Pinellia slaps hands and stands in front of the mirror, the eyeballs turn left and right, and the eyeballs of the person in the mirror also turn left and right, this is a mirror image.

    Can't figure it out, forget it, don't think about it.

    It's time to report to them that they are safe.

    They must be very worried But why can they sit firmly on the Diaoyutai because of my hard work and exhaustion?  Damn, so hateful, the more I think about it, the more angry I get.

    unfair.

    Let them dry for a while.

    snort!

    Ban Xia thought so hard in her heart.

    She rolled herself up with a blanket and lay down on the bed, wanting to rest for a while, she wanted to make up for herself, and then went to report her safety after resting.

    As a result, I fell asleep until noon the next day.

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    When the two sides resumed communication again, several elders in the headquarters were about to cry, and Lao Wang immediately drove to Qixia Temple to fulfill his vows. He only went to the Buddha in the morning to burn incense and pray for blessings.  Bless her safe! She is not safe. You definitely have nothing to eat. The communication was restored in the evening, and the little girl came back alive and kicking. His grandma, the Buddha is better than the radar.  converted.

    Immediately go out and drive to Qixia Temple to give the Buddha good fruit to eat.

    Gu&amp;lt;/span&gt; Zhao Bowen finished smoking two packs of cigarettes. He hadn't closed his eyes for more than ten hours after being out of contact. He sat under the dark corridor and smoked, one after another.

    Bai Yang went downstairs to find him, and he showed Yang Yang his own white hair, one after another.

    "If I take this job, my life will be shortened by at least twenty years." Old Zhao said, "But if she doesn't come back, then I can jump from the eighth floor tomorrow."

    Bai Yang looked at his back and shoulders, feeling faintly suffocated.

    Lao Bai and his son took turns to be on duty, listening to the radio station.The control tower was waiting for the lost flight, which was expecting a miracle, but Bai Yang was so tired after tossing around for a day and night, he fell asleep after guarding, until he vaguely heard someone shouting "bg" in the earphone,  Thought it was a dream.

    "bg?"

    "bg? bg?"

    "Bg are you there? bg4mxh?"

    "Bg4mxh? This is bg4msr, call bg4mxh, please answer."

    "Bg4mxh, can you hear me? bg4mxh? bg4 Poplar! Poplar!"

    The girl is annoyed.

    "Damn can you hear me!?"

    Bai Yang woke up startled, and slapped himself, only to realize that it wasn't a dream.

    A big stone in everyone's heart fell at the same time. On that day, an earthquake with a magnitude of 2.2 on the Richter scale occurred in Qinhuai District of Nanjing City.

    Although the second phase of the Dongfanghong plan failed in the end, it was fortunate that Banxia himself was fine, except that his hair was short.

    It's a pity for her, she cherishes her black hair very much and spends time taking care of it every day.

    "If the hair is short, it can grow back." Bai Yang comforted her, "If the head is short, it can't grow back."

    "I got my life backhahajiu!" the girl said, "but I didn't see it with a knife, I don't know what it used to cut it, it's terrible, if it has a knife, then this  The knife is really fast, so fast that I can't even see it, a fast invisible knife, you call it a swordsman, the name is quite appropriate."

    "Uh-huh."

    "It's just a little short, bg, do you know? It's just a little short, my head was taken off by it, I don't know if I was lucky or unlucky, I stepped into the well, good guy  Hey, do I have a strange physique? I always step on pits when I go out.”

    "Uh-huh……"

    "Under the well is more dangerous than on the ground. Wow, the water is dark, deep and rushing. I was washed away when I fell. I drank a lot of water. It was all sea water, salty and bitter. When I fell, I was still hit.  After a while, it hurts me to death, why do I have to hit it every time I fall into the well Fortunately, the backpack helped me hang up, otherwise I would be drowning in the sewer to feed the fish now."

    "Hmmmmmm."

    "Oh, don't cry."

    "I didn't cry."

    "You were crying, I heard it all," said the girl, "still sniffling."

    "I don't."

    "You just have it!"

    "I I just have a cold."

    "You are crying!"

    Old Zhao lit the last cigarette, threw the empty cigarette case on the ground and crushed it, and said to everyone, "Get ready, let's go and carry Miss Qiu's sedan chair. Humans alone can't handle this. She  The old man is out of the court." (

 Text Chapter 44: The Swordsman's Gravedigger

    [Excerpts from the Interview: Conjecture, Logic and the Gravedigger of the Swordsman

    This was a telephone interview. I didn’t meet the real person, and I don’t know where the real person is. In fact, it was not easy to contact the members of the military task force at that time. I went around and contacted a lot.  People, after a long process, the final interview was facilitated by friends from the media center of the People's Liberation Army Newspaper.

    "Simply put, this nuclear bomb has gone through a lot of twists and turns before it can be released from the warehouse. The specific details cannot be disclosed, but it is really difficult, you know."

    There was a man's voice on the phone, speaking quickly and neatly.

    "The nuclear bomb you used at that time had a yield of 10,000 tons?"

    The author asked.

    "That's right, the equivalent is 10,000 tons." The phone said, "This equivalent has been carefully considered. China Nuclear Industry's requirements for the Nanjing headquarters have been carefully analyzed and discussed. The requirements of the headquarters are quite harsh. I  Personally, I have never seen such a complicated project. If it is only for large equivalent and high power, it is easy to handle. If it is only for small equivalent and low power, it is also easy to handle. The problem is that they require large power in a small area and large area.  The internal power is small, so this is difficult to deal with Of course, the equivalent is not the most difficult thing to deal with."

    "It finally worked out."

    "Yes, it can only be said that they have barely met their requirements. While blowing up the aliens, they can't hurt a little girl. This is difficult for anyone to come by. I have to say that the director of the Nanjing Command is a terrible person.  Man, I heard he has a nickname."

    "Iron Hands Pursue Your Life."

    "UhDirector Zhao is actually not a bad person, he just has a bit of a temper."

    "You just said that the equivalent is not the most difficult thing to do."

    "The equivalent is the simplest link in the entire mission chain. What is more complicated than it is the delivery method Just kidding, we are joking in private, saying that throwing missiles to Washington is not so difficult." The other party laughed dryly.  Two voices, "The general delivery method is completely inapplicable in this mission. The missiles we have - no matter whether they are long-range or short-range, are all useless and can only be designed from scratch."

    "So the long five is used?"

    "That's right, it's a coincidence that the time is too fast. There is nowhere to find it after breaking through the iron shoes, and it takes no time to get it. At that time, it happened to be the eve of the launch of the Long Five Remote Three. Our time was very limited. We had to design a delivery plan, something  They are all used off-the-shelf. Changwu is sleeping and sending pillows, which just solves the capacity problem. Changwu has a leo capacity of more than 20 tons, which is very suitable. We immediately contacted Wenchang. Fortunately, Aerospace Science and Technology,  In particular, the Sixth Academy has given great support.”

    "So the Chang Wu has become a hyperspace strategic nuclear missile?"

    "No, no, you can't say that. Chang Wu is still playing the role of a courier, not a missile." The phone replied, "Because the mission requirements are completely different from ordinary strikes, the headquarters requires that the nuclear bomb cannot be exploded in the air.  It can only explode underground, or semi-underground, and it must explode at a specific time and at a specific location, but you have to ask when and where, but no one can give an answer, and even the target cannot be determined.  Precision-guided weapons have to be blinded, so everything can only be handed over to manual manipulation, Chang Wu is just a courier, responsible for sending the nuclear bomb to ensure that the other party can receive the goods."

    "But Chang Wu alone can't do this. You have to let the nuclear bomb re-enter the atmosphere accurately and land on the ground smoothly."

    "Yes, the Long Five is responsible for sending it out, and there must be a vehicle to ensure it returns safely. The nuclear bomb alone cannot re-enter the atmosphere." The phone replied, "So we picked up the ready-made ones again. At the end of last year.  A new generation of manned spacecraft in China is already being tested, and there is no more suitable vehicle than this one, so we borrowed it."

    I was taken aback.

    "Is it a Shenzhou spacecraft?"

    "No, it's not the Shenzhou spacecraft. It's a new spacecraft that replaces Shenzhou. It has a two-stage structure. The first flight was made public in May this year. In fact, the backup machine that took to the sky in the middle of this year was borrowed by us half a year ago.  .”

    "Did you get a nuclear bomb by luck?"

    "We put the nuclear bomb in the command module, fastened the safety belt on it, and then sent it to the sky. The public statement is that the XNUMXth satellite."  Spaceships are fine, but you have to borrow and pay back.”

    "□□?"

    "Yes, he is one of the persons in charge, because we are rushing for time, and we have Shang Fang's sword in our hands. We do everything first and then play, and many units are not happy."

    "According to this, during the process of promoting the plan, there is still quite a lot of resistance."

    "Yes, but I can't elaborate on this."

    &nbsp; "Okay, the next question, the nuclear bomb was successfully delivered, but how did you make the nuclear bomb destroy the big eyes without hurting half bg4msr?"

    "This question wait a moment, let me see if this one has been decrypted well, this question can be answered. As I said before, delivery is not the most difficult part of the entire quest chain. The most difficult step is actually  It’s a trigger. How can Ms. Qiu detonate it at the right time and place, killing Big Eyes without causing accidental injuries? You can’t dig a super big hole on the ground and wait for swordsmen to step on it, right? The most important thing in Operation Dongfanghong  At the beginning of the planning stage, this stumped all of us. If we don’t need to consider the safety of msr’s life, we can clean up the ground with nuclear weapons, and a dozen sub-missile heads will plow the entire urban area to ensure that the big eyes will be killed.  But it’s not feasible to have a little girl there, and in a way, she’s like a hostage in the hands of the big eyes, and the presence of the hostages puts us in a bind.”

    "Understandable."

    "This problem has been bothering us for a long time. As long as it is not resolved, Ms. Qiu will not be able to activate it. It has been dragging on and on until it is unresolved, and it almost dragged the third phase of the Dongfanghong operation. Seeing Ms. Qiu  It was about to be uselessit was not until that night that msr hit the big eye and fell into the well and escaped from death, that we ushered in a turning point."

    "What is a transfer?"

    "It was actually a conjecture. It was a conjecture at the time, but it was later confirmed that this conjecture is very important. It brought us a shocking reversal."

    I held my breath and pricked up my ears.

    "On the second night after msr narrowly escaped death, the little girl described the big eyes to Bai Yang. She said it was strange. I don't know if it was a coincidence. She was always looking at the big eyes."

    The author repeated this sentence in my heart:

    "There is a big secret hidden in this sentence?"

    "It's a very big secret. It expresses a kind of logic in the swordsman that humans cannot understand. It is the key to the swordsman's ability to grasp the life of the human world, but it also allows us to dig a grave for that big eye  Director Zhao and the others uncovered the secret and successfully buried the swordsman at the same time, and the means and tools they used were nothing more than two cameras—”] (

 Text Chapter 45: Super Forbidden Technique·Earth Explosion Star

    The big one is coming.

    This was Lao Bai Laowang's first reaction after hearing Zhao Bowen's words.

    "Be careful, Mr. Zhao, don't do stupid things." Wang Ning reminded him, "This is a nuclear weapon."

    "What is the certainty of using a nuclear bomb to completely wipe out Big Eyes?" Bai Zhen asked.

    "As much as 50%, as little as 30%." Zhao Bowen replied.

    "What is the basis for judgment?"

    "There is no basis."

    Zhao Bowen sat down on the sofa, raised Erlang's legs, touched his pocket and remembered that the cigarette case had been thrown away by himself, so he picked up an apple from the fruit basket on the coffee table, and took a crisp bite:

    ?…

    "The temperature at the center of the fireball of a nuclear bomb explosion can exceed tens of millions of degrees Celsius, and the elemental metal with the highest melting point we know is tungsten, with a melting point of 3,400 degrees Celsius, and the known compound with the highest melting point is tetratantalum hafnium pentacarbide, with a melting point of 4,000 degrees Celsius."  At 200 degrees Celsius, nothing can survive a nuclear fireball. This is the most terrifying force in the universe. It is equivalent to recreating a sun in the urban area of ??Nanjing. No matter how awesome it is with big eyes, dare to touch the stars?  ?”

    Thanks to Einstein Oppenheimer and other giants, human civilization has mastered the technology of liberating energy from atomic nuclei in the last century. The so-called hearing thunder in the silent place, the most powerful power is born in the smallest place. If  Human beings are a magical society, so this is the legendary super-forbidden technique Earthburst star.

    "Where is it going to explode?" Bai Zhen asked.

    "It needs to be detonated in a suitable place. The destructive area of ??the nuclear bomb is very large, but the diameter of the nuclear fireball itself is very small, about a few hundred meters. I think the high temperature and overpressure inside the fireball cannot be handled by the big eyes, but the shock wave  Nuclear radiation may not be able to destroy it, so it must be close enough to the nuclear bomb, within a few hundred meters." Zhao Bowen continued, "So the nuclear bomb should have enough power at a short distance to make large  The eyes evaporate, but the impact on the environment must be small over a long distance, otherwise the girl can't move."

    "What about China Nuclear Industry?"

    "They said it could be done." Zhao Bowen turned on the laptop on the coffee table and buried his head down, "But the other party also suggested that we use Nanjing's local terrain and buildings as flexibly as possible.  Form an effective shield with the shock wave."

    He turned the laptop over, and there was a map on the screen.

    "So, you have to find a place surrounded by tall buildings, right?" Wang Ning said slowly.

    "That's so easy to find." Bai Zhen smiled contemptuously.

    For the three old Nanjing natives here, it is too easy to find such a place.

    Wang Ning sat down and said, "As expected of you, Lao Zhao, you couldn't run naked at Xinjiekou, so you held a grudge and decided to blow it up with a nuclear bomb."

    Lao Zhao then buried his head in typing on the computer, knocked for a few seconds, raised his head and asked:

    "Which one of you has the architectural structure diagram of the circle around Xinjiekou?"

    Both Bai Zhen and Wang Ning were taken aback.

    "Not at all? Then find someone to ask for a copy, I will use it now." Old Zhao said.

    "It's almost one o'clock in the morning, who the hell am I looking for?" Wang Ning spread his hands, "If you don't get off work, others will still have to get off work, and if you don't sleep, others will still have to sleep."

    Zhao Bowen raised his voice and shouted to Bai Yang's bedroom: "Yang Yang! Do you have a structural drawing of the above-ground and underground buildings at Xinjiekou?"

    "How could Xiao Yang be a student?" Wang Ning said, "Lao Zhao, wait until dawn to find the Housing and Construction Bureau"

    "Xinjiekou?"

    Bai Yang's voice came from the bedroom.

    Bai Yang thought about it carefully.

    "Uncle Zhao, wait a moment—!"

    He took out his mobile phone and dialed someone's number.

    "Hello? Young Master, eh, it's me, haven't you slept yet? Let me ask you something, I remember that the big turntable at Xinjiekou Subway Station was built by your father's company?"

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    Zhao Bowen made a proposal overnight to promote the three-stage action of the Dongfanghong plan. This time, it was not rejected again. When bg4msr went out, he ran into the big eyes and lost contact for a day and a night. This really scared everyone. The existence of swordsmen is a huge threat.  Hidden dangers and threats, if they are not eliminated, the headquarters will not be at ease.

    However, there is always a big problem in how to plan to land.

    Ms. Qiu's delivery-delivery-starting can all be solved, but only the triggering and detonation link can't be solved. When and where Ms. Qiu detonates, is it?The key to the success or failure of the plan is that if the distance is far away, all previous efforts will be wasted. According to the headquarters' vision, to ensure that the big eyes are eliminated, the nuclear bomb must be detonated close to the face.  The ultra-high temperature and overpressure melted and evaporated the swordsman, which was equivalent to throwing big eyes into the sun. The command center believed that even aliens could not handle it.

    But the power that even aliens can't bear, human beings can't bear it even more.

    The premise of the third phase of the Dongfanghong plan is to ensure that Pinellia will not be harmed in any way, so the location of the nuclear bomb detonation is extremely limited, and it cannot be detonated wherever it wants - currently the best place is Xinjiekou.

    In other words, the detonation position of the nuclear bomb is fixed.

    But the big eyes are not fixed, it is a moving object that will move around.

    How to make it tie the knot with Ms. Qiu and achieve bliss together-letting the nuclear bomb detonate at the most appropriate time is a difficult problem to solve.

    In response to this problem, at the next day's regular meeting, all kinds of gods tried their best and put forward various outrageous ideas.

    The first way is the trap method.

    Set a huge trap at Xinjiekou, wait for the king to enter the urn, the big eyes will be locked as soon as they step into the trap, and Ms. Qiu will be detonated to send it to heaven.

    The second way is the manual method.

    ? In Xinjiekou, set up a one-to-one figure of a girl, with a built-in tweeter for 24-hour loop playback. Or, if the big eyes are an old nerd, you will be 100% hooked.

    The third way is the AI ??nuclear bomb method.

    Give ai the authority to detonate nuclear weapons, and Ms. Qiu controls her own destiny!  As long as it finds big eyes approaching itself, it will detonate immediately.

    The big plan is all wild and unconstrained, and there is also a sci-fi patrol guidance method, which is comparable to the governor's shoulder-resistant launch method, but once it is implemented in actual operation and implementation, all the paper gods are exposed.

    The engineering team shouted angrily at each of you, as soon as you open your mouth, you will come!

    Because of this, Zhao Bowen was really sad.

    After he came back, he was squatting at the door of the apartment building to smoke, and was bumped by Bai Yang.

    "What am I thinking? I'm thinking that sitting on the fence and waiting for a rabbit is definitely not going to work. A blind cat wants to kill a mouse. If the big eyes don't pass by, wouldn't we have nothing to do with it?" Zhao Bowen said to him, "Anyway,  We all have to take a little initiative and make sure that the big eyes will be close to Miss Qiu."

    "Then set a bait?" Bai Yang asked, "I don't want the child to be caught by the wolf."

    "Yeah, I don't want the child to be caught by a wolf, so we'll use that girl as bait to make sure it works." Old Zhao lightly exhaled a white smoke ring.

    "That's impossible!" Bai Yang objected immediately.

    "Yes, of course it won't work, so this problem is difficult to solve." Zhao Bowen sighed, "We need a bait, but the value of this bait is above everything else. What should we do?"

    The man turned his head, his eyes were a little blurred, and he asked Bai Yang:

    "Yang Yang, do you think there really are eggs without seams in this world?"

    Bai Yang was taken aback.

    "Is there really a flawless enemy?" Zhao Bowen asked again, "Is there really a problem that has no solution?"

    Bai Yang frowned.

    "I checked the existing swordsman information many times this morning. It's strange. I seem to have caught something. There must be some kind of characteristic in the swordsman that we can usebut what is it?"

    "Hmm" Bai Yang also came to help him think, "Super big eyes? Eight long legs? Always staring at people? Never hurt animals?"

    "What did you say?" Zhao Bowen interrupted him.

    "I'm talking about the characteristics of a swordsman."

    "That sentence you just said."

    "Never harm animals."

    "The previous sentence."

    "Always make eye contact with people."

    "That's it, why does it keep staring at people? ?

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 Main text Chapter 46 Worth a try

    The next day.

    Lian Qiao came in with a big bulging bag, Hu La La dumped all the mess on the floor, Lao Bai and Lao Wang came over.

    "What is this?" Bai Zhen knelt down and fiddled with it, "Camera? Solar panels?"

    "Wireless router, is this it?" Wang Ning bent down, slipping a thick cable with his hand, "What are you doing with these things?"

    "I asked Xiao Lian to buy it." Zhao Bowen, who was sitting on the sofa, closed his laptop and took off his Bluetooth headset. "Also, Miss Qiu is on the move."

    Everyone present was shocked.

    "So fast?"

    "Soldiers are expensive." Lao Zhao got up and came over, "The project team is racing against time, and Ms. Qiu is on her way to Wenchang."

    "Wenchang?"

    "Wenchang Satellite Launch Center, we used the Long March 5 to send Ms. Qiu out. The carrier used the second-generation spacecraft. It will be the world's first nuclear bomb to go to space on a manned spacecraft. In terms of treatment, it is better than its brothers and sisters.  They are so tall that we don’t know where they are going, compared to the cramped and narrow intercontinental missile warheads, isn’t the spacious and bright manned spacecraft a super first-class cabin?” Zhao Bowen squatted down beside Bai Zhen, reached out to pick up the camera on the floor,  This is a second-hand product that Lianqiao bought according to his request. Lao Zhao weighed it and removed the battery.

    It is purely a coincidence that it was able to catch up with the long-term five remote three launches. It can only be said that China is big enough, as long as you want to look for it, you can always find what you want.

    "When will Chang Wu be launched?" Bai Zhen asked.

    "It's the 27th of this month." Zhao Bowen replied, "Time is very tight and the days wait for no one. It's not easy to get this big rocket. I have been torn for a long time with Shang Fang's sword in my hand."

    "When will you be back?"

    "Using us as the origin of the coordinate system, the spacecraft's return capsule will re-enter the atmosphere at around ten o'clock in the evening on December 27, twenty years later, and it will land near Meihua Villa, a large circle with a diameter of one kilometer, without any living people.  , the landing can be a little rougher."

    "The nuclear bomb has been delivered, but the question is what to do next?" Wang Ning asked.

    This is a question on everyone's mind that remains unresolved at this time.

    The nuclear bomb has been launched, and the rocket is standing in the launch tower. It seems that everything is ready, but how to trigger the nuclear bomb?  How to accurately eliminate big eyes?

    "Send Miss Qiu there first! Catch the last bus, and take a step back to see."

    Old Zhao said so, but he actually had a plan in mind.

    He wants to take a gamble.

    "With a 10% probability, it is worth a try, with a 30% probability, it is considered sure, and with a 50% probability, it is called a sure thing."

    Zhao Bowen said at the meeting of the Provincial Party Committee that his plan was only based on a conjecture-it doesn't matter if the conjecture is a guess, and the Riemann conjecture is also a conjecture.

    "Then what is the probability of success for the plan in your heart?" Someone asked.

    "It's worth a try at zero o'clock." Old Zhao replied.

    One percent chance.

    The people present at the meeting looked at each other and exchanged glances. In the current situation where there is basically no way, there is still a 1% chance of success, which is really remarkable.

    "Dare to try it with a 1% chance?" Bai Zhen helped to tear off the outer packaging of the solar panel, "You are really taking a risk, can you bear the responsibility?"

    "I can't afford it." Zhao Bowen was straightforward. He sat across from the coffee table and buried himself in his work. "Why don't you take this responsibility?"

    "No, no, no, a dead fellow is not a poor one, this arduous task will be entrusted to you, Lao Zhao." Lao Bai shook his head hastily, "Heaven will send a great mission to you, and you must first work hard on your will and your bones  ,Hungry for your skin, Lao Zhao, there is a reason why the organization values ??you and trusts you, and your strong psychological ability to withstand pressure is the only one in a million."

    "Bullshit, my hair is going to fall out."

    Zhao Bowen snorted coldly.

    Wang Ning on the side looked up at Lao Zhao's thick black hair and snorted coldly.

    "It's tied up, you should tell us what this camera is for." Wang Ning wrapped the solar panels tightly with scotch tape and pushed them on the coffee table. "What can two cameras do? It can solve the problem."  big eyes?"

    "There is a 1% probability that the big eyes can be solved, and a 99% probability that it cannot." Zhao Bowen replied, "But no matter what the probability is, it is false, and now the plan has encountered a problem that cannot be solved.  , it is difficult for everyone to move an inch. When everyone stops, it is the most troublesome The important thing is not to stop. For such a large team, it will cool down and solidify when it stops, and it will be difficult to start again. We need a breakthrough to let everyone  I see hope and keep everyone energy, enthusiasm and vitality."

    "You are Cao Cao?" Wang Ning said.

    "Cao Cao?"

    "Wangmei quenches thirst. This is it." Wang Ning explained, "I just don't know if this plum really exists?"

    "Old Zhao, what are your plans?" Bai Zhen also asked, he tied up the second camera with tape, put it on the coffee table and pushed it over, "What kind of panacea is this camera?"

    ? Zhao Bowen was mysterious, and he kept trying to keep things secret, which made the two old guys extremely upset.

    "Next, we're going to put these two things in Xinjiekou." Zhao Bowen stacked two cameras, each of which was tightly wrapped with scotch tape, and tied with antennas and solar panels.  , he turned his head and asked Lian Qiao to help carry the wireless router, "Test whether you can use the 725 to remotely connect the two cameras. The people in the technical department told me that it is possible, we still have to try."

    "Use radio station 725 to remotely connect two cameras? Use coaxial cable or optical fiber?" Lian Qiao followed behind him and asked, "Pull a five-kilometer cable from Xinjiekou to the headquarters"

    "The signal attenuation is too severe, no way." Zhao Bowen said, "Have you ever seen a five-kilometer network cable? One hundred meters is the end."

    "Use fiber optics!"

    "Multi-mode optical fiber is up to two kilometers, which is not enough." Zhao Bowen added, "We use wireless transmission, and the wireless router in your arms can be used as a signal relay."

    Zhao Bowen wanted to put two cameras in Xinjiekou, and his behavior seemed to be using the cameras as bait.  Interesting, there are hundreds of thousands of cameras in the urban area of ??Nanjing, so big eyes can't be dazzled in the urban area?

    What kind of strange tactic is this?

    "It's not a strange tactic, it's called Big Eyes and Small Eyes Plan. If my guess is correct, then this thing is the key to killing Big Eyes."

    Zhao Bowen picked up a roll of scotch tape, bit the tape with his teeth, and pulled it down viciously.

    "Sila——"

    Ban Xia tore off the last piece of tape and wrapped it around the camera layer by layer. After tying it up, he picked it up and shook it to make sure that all the peripherals of the camera were fixed, and threw them into the backpack.

    "Bg, everything is ready on my side."

    Put the bag on your back, take out your pocket watch to check the time, hang up the hand table, open the door and set off.

    There was a bright moon hanging in the sky, and the black city was like a swamp. The girl left the unit building, stood on the open space in front of the building, looked at the moon, turned around a few steps, and quickly disappeared into the night.

 Text Chapter 47: Lighting at the Headquarters

    ? The moonlight was very bright tonight, Banxia went straight to Xinjiekou, her backpack was bulging, with cameras and wireless routers in it, she should be careful this time, and she couldn't go too far.

    The "Hum" synthetic aperture radar imaging telemetry satellite officially completed its historical mission today, and returned to the atmosphere to burn up. It can be regarded as an overdue service. The satellite project team designed its lifespan to be only 160 hours, and it is tenacious.  Dido survived a full day and night, and reported the location of Big Eye one last time before crashing.

    It wandered around the Zifeng Building, seized this opportunity, and went straight to Xinjiekou.

    The second dispatch is already more experienced than the first one. The headquarters is located in Meihua Mountain Villa, the logistics support team cooperates closely, and Bai Yanglianqiao is watching closely. Compared with the first operation, tonight's operation is simpler and more direct  , Banxia doesn't need to go to the first and second bases anymore, she just needs to make a turn at Xinjiekou and come back.

    The purpose of this operation is "fast".

    One word is "fast", the speed of soldiers is precious, the faster the better, try to shorten the time of outdoor activities.

    "She just just needs to throw two cameras?"

    Bai Zhen still couldn't understand what to do.

    "Yes." Zhao Bowen nodded.

    "What can the camera do?" Wang Ning asked, "You really use this thing as a bait? I don't think it's attractive"

    Zhao Bowen stopped talking, he turned around slowly, with his hands behind his back, leaving everyone with an unfathomable back view.

    Lao Wang raised his middle finger fiercely at him.

    "Bg, I saw the Xinbai Building I arrived at Xinjiekou, and I didn't find anything unusual."

    "Attention all groups, arrive at Xinjiekou, it's over!"

    "Attention, arrived at Xinjiekou! Over!"

    "Arrived at Xinjiekou! Over!"

    Banxia took out the cameras in her backpack, one in each hand, and tightly bound the cameras, battery boards, and wireless routers together with scotch tape and thin cloth strips. This is the remote control she assembled under the guidance of the command center  Surveillance cameras are five kilometers away from Xinjiekou to Meihua Mountain Villa. It is not easy to transmit images over such a long distance. The technical department believes that it is impractical to use cables, and it is barely enough to install two to three wireless routers along the road.  It can support image data transmission. Banxia found a few Huawei wireless routers from the garbage dump, and the headquarters immediately asked Huawei to rewrite the firmware and pass it over to flash the machine. Back then, the girl ransacked Zhujiang Road and dragged back a lot of useful and useless electronic waste.  In the follow-up work, this mountain of garbage has become a treasure, including cameras, motherboards, power supplies, network cables, and common electronic components.

    Xinjiekou Square is a huge crossroads where the east-west East Zhongshan Road and the north-south Zhongshan South Road meet to form a large turntable. In the center of the turntable stands the bronze statue of Dr. Sun Yat-sen.  This is one of the most prosperous business districts in the country. Before the end of the world, there were many tourists every day. With the square as the core, the super high-rise buildings around the World Trade Center, IFC Center and Nanjing Center, it is no wonder that big eyes always like to occupy here.

    Everyone likes a prosperous place, not only ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, but also outside the earth.

    Ban Xia put down a camera on this side of the road, and ran to the other side of the road to put down a camera.

    This is what Zhao Bowen ordered.

    Ban Xia himself didn't understand why he did this, but Lao Zhao Qian reminded him that the two cameras must be separated, and the farther the better, the better.

    And the lines of sight of the two cameras cannot be parallel, but must cross.

    Ban Xia lay down and adjusted the orientation of the camera to ensure that the sight lines of the two cameras could meet on opposite sides of the square. So far, her task has been completed.

    In addition, there is a small episode.

    On the way back home, Ban Xia passed by Ke Lane, the street where he was hunted down two days ago, and was taken aback.

    Under the bright and clear moonlight, the road was covered with fine green branches and leaves. The girl stood at the intersection and looked at the end from the intersection. The plants on the entire street were cut to a height of more than one meter, and the sections were uniform.

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    The work of Pinellia is basically completed, so let's not show it for the time being.

    The story is divided into two parts. On the other side, twenty years ago, the headquarters was intensively arranging the marriage of Ms. Qiu. Marrying a daughter has always been a troublesome thing from ancient times to the present, let alone four crosses across time, galaxies, races, and civilizations.  Marriage, as a natal family, in order for the groom with big eyes to successfully spend the spring night with Ms. Qiu, hundreds of old men in the headquarters were worried——

    ? When Lao Zhao approached the working group of China Nuclear Industry and said that he would send Ms. Qiu, the working group excitedly held Lao Zhao's hand tightly.In terms of seniority, ability, and stars on his shoulders, he is far worse than those here. Old Zhao can hold the stage most of the time because of his own aura. Toad stares and is not afraid of anyone.  Well, if it were Lao Bai Lao Wang standing here, and the big leader on the other side was embarrassed, he would probably not dare to force him anymore.

    You prevaricate me to compromise, and finally quarrel until tomorrow morning.

    But Lao Zhao is different. As a second-year middle schooler and an associate professor of Wannian, even if Commander Ikari is sitting in front of him, he dares to snatch the pair of sunglasses glued to his face with 502 and make him open his eyes wide.  How much time is left.

    Time, time, Zhao Bowen secretly sighed in his heart, obviously after twenty years such a long time, but every second is fighting for it.

    "The meeting is over!"

    The speaker ended his planning and arrangement.

    ?Everyone got up and left the meeting, only the last meeting room in the Provincial Party Committee building was still lit. At 1:20 in the morning, the organization department should be off work, and the headquarters was still in a meeting.

    I should write an article when I go back, call.

    Lao Zhao sat there, thinking silently.

 Text Chapter 48: Safe House

    Early in the morning, Bai Yang was kicked up by his mother and went out to run five kilometers with Forsythia. After practicing for so long, Bai Yang has already developed the stunt of running and sleeping on one side. Humans cannot work with their left brain and rest their right brain like dolphins.  The left brain rests at work, but Bai Yang can let the brain be in a state of emptiness while running. In this state, he does not recognize his relatives and cannot recognize them.

    After changing his shoes, he opened the door sleepily. Before he stepped out of the threshold, a group of big men in blue rushed in.

    "Good morning." The man at the head greeted in a rough voice.

    "Hey, hey, you who are you?"

    Bai Yang was so startled that half of his sleepiness was gone.

    The group of big men ignored him and poured into the living room in groups, carrying toolboxes, bundles of silver metal wires, putty powder, paint buckets, and most exaggeratedly carrying  A large stack of tiles heavy high-top boots stepped on the floor that my mother had just mopped, leaving black footprints on each foot.

    Bai Yang immediately understood who this group of people was, and thought to himself, why didn't you change your shoes when you changed your casual clothes?

    How can there be a group of people who shave their skin and wear Type 07 combat boots?  .

    "You're here? It's so early. Hello, Team Huang." The old man poked his head out from the room. He was still in his pajamas and slippers, and ran over to shake hands with a "clack-clack".  Are you ready?"

    "I'm taking it, Team Leader Bai." Dui Wang patted the red toolbox in his hand, and pointed to the materials behind his teammates' shoulders, "Is Director Zhao back?"

    "No, I went to the Provincial Party Committee for a meeting last night, and I haven't come back so far. I probably laid a floor there." Bai Zhen replied, "Let's start work without delay."

    Bai Yang stood by the side, ignorant.

    The construction team went straight to Baiyang's bedroom, and four men with big arms squeezed into a small bedroom. They moved out chairs, bedding, schoolbags, books on the bookshelf, and everything that could be moved, and piled them in the living room.  For corners and immovable objects, unfold a transparent plastic sheet to wrap them tightly.

    "What what is this doing?"

    "Construction." Bai Zhen said, "Why don't you go for a run? Forsythia is waiting for you at the bottom. Aren't you going to Zitai Office Building and Mochouhu Subway Station this morning?"

    "Oh oh oh." Bai Yang turned his head three times at a step, went out and went downstairs.

    The construction team laid plastic sheets on the floor, desks, and bookshelves, and then began to shovel the wall covering. After shoveling the wall covering, they used an oil-based pen to draw squares on the bricks, and then drove expansion screws into the lattices. They closed the door  Ding Dang Dang a burst of knocking, relentless.

    Occasionally, a strong man with a hammer and a chisel would come out and bring in the materials piled up in the aisle.

    What is this doing?

    This is building a safe house.

    The construction team brought thick silver-plated copper wires and 4 mm thick lead plates, and even light yellow leaded anti-radiation glass. They laid the lead plates tightly on the north and west walls and ceilings, fitting each other  , leaving no gaps, and then laying silver-plated copper wire on the inner wall of the room, laying it round and round, and laying it into a grid-obviously, the lead plate is a radiation shielding wall, and the copper wire can form a Faraday cage.

    Although the working group of the China Nuclear Industry stated that this nuclear bomb was specially designed and optimized for radiation and radioactive contamination, the radiation dose would drop to 0.01sv three kilometers away from the explosion center, and within 24 hours after the nuclear explosion,  The radiation dose in the air in the area contaminated by nuclear radiation will naturally drop to 1% of the initial level. That is to say, the radiation dose in the air in Meihua Villa was only 0.1 msv one day and night after the nuclear explosion, which is not enough for a CT scan in the hospital.

    Experts in the working group said don't worry, our Miss Qiu is very clean. When the Soviet Union bombed the reservoir, the Minister of Atomic Energy was the first to jump in and swim.

    Even so, the headquarters is still worried. Lao Wang said that looking at the data alone is not enough to keep up with CT, but can you do CT every day in the hospital?

    Continuous exposure to a radiation dose of 0.1 msv is equivalent to standing in front of an X-ray machine for a chest X-ray every day. It is not fatal in the short term, but it will not be fatal in the long run.

    The young man in the nuclear working group secretly said that this can last for a long time?

    Wang Ning violently wanted to beat people on the spot.

    With his weight, Lao Bai couldn't stop him alone, but Lao Zhao stopped him together.

    So the headquarters planned to transform Bai Yang's bedroom into a safe house, which can protect against radiation and electromagnetic pulses, so as to prevent the nuclear bomb from destroying the icom725 radio station.  Once the electromagnetic pulse comes, the internal circuit will be burned into a mess.

    So they ran silver-plated copper wire along the walls to form a Faraday cage to protect the station from nuclear blasts.

    Lay out the radiant screen?Walls and Faraday cages, the construction team then pastes cement on the wall and putty.  It was specially made with barium sulfate mixed in it. Finally, the construction team removed the window glass and replaced it with lead glass.

    After all this is done, the plastic sheeting on the floor is rolled up, and all the garbage is swept away.

    Clean and neat.

    "Oh Team Yellow, you guys are doing a great job with high efficiency."

    Zhao Bowen probed in and took a look. Bai Yang's bedroom was furnished as before, except that the four walls and the ceiling were completely new, as if it had been redecorated.

    "Director Zhao, you are back."

    "I just came back from the Provincial Party Committee, and I had a meeting all night and one morning." Zhao Bowen yawned, "Recently, I have been so busy"

    "Does the living room and other places need to be remodeled?"

    Old Zhao turned his head and glanced at the messy living room full of documents and computers, and shook his head:

    "Forget it, this place is not suitable for large-scale construction. Renovating the living room will not be finished until tomorrow. Just renovate the bedroom to keep the radio station in order. Your task is completed."

    "Then we will go back and return."

    Team Huang stood at attention and saluted with a snap.

    The construction queues filed out, and the last one to leave dragged the floor along the way.

    Near noon, when Bai Yang came back, he found that his room seemed to have changed—in fact, nothing had changed, except that the walls had become clean.

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    "Is it tomorrow?"

    "Yes, miss, the spaceship will be launched tomorrow, and will return tomorrow, and will land near your houseuh, near my house, over."

    "Will it hit the ground?"

    The girl was a little surprised.

    "Of course, it will land, of course, how can the nuclear bomb be delivered to your hands if it doesn't land?" Bai Yang explained, "There will be a large return capsule landing, and when it lands, the reverse rocket will ignite, and it will hit the ground, which is quite spectacular.  , Miss Qiu is sitting in it, you just take it out, over."

    "Bgitit won't hit me, will it?"

    The girl was a little worried again.

    Bai Yang was taken aback. He hadn't thought about this, but after thinking about it carefully, it was really possible. Usually, the return capsule of manned spaceships landed at the landing field of Siziqi Banner in Inner Mongolia.  He landed in the center of Nanjing, so he took off his earphones and turned around and shouted, "Dad—! She asked if the spaceship would hit her, is it possible?"

    "Yes—!" Dad replied.

    "What?" Bai Yang was taken aback, "Then what should I do?"

    "What else can I do? Be smart, stay away when you see it falling, and rely on the blessings of Buddha and Bodhisattva for the rest. Your uncle Wang has already gone to Qixia Temple to burn incense.?

 Main text Chapter 49: United Nations Secretary-General Kakarot

    Lao Wang said that the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of Qixia Temple are more psychic than those of Jiming Temple. The gods and Buddhas of Jiming Temple focus their mana on marriage, and they are all gods of destroying marriage. At this critical moment for Miss Qiu to get married  , You must not go to Jiming Temple to burn incense. Lao Wang also ordered everyone in the entire headquarters not to go to Jiming Temple in the near future, and they have to detour even passing by.

    "Bg, bg, I still can't understand why two cameras are thrown over there, what is this going to do?"

    "Bait." Bai Yang replied, "It can attract big eyes, I guess so, over."

    "Why does it attract big eyes?"

    Girls are curious.

    "Didn't you say that it always looks at you? I reckon this thing should have a mechanism to track human gaze. When you stare at it, it will also stare at you. This is to use the camera's sight as bait to attract  Big eyes stepped into the ambush circle, over."

    Bai Yang thought of an answer that he thought was reliable.

    "But how can the camera have a line of sight?" Ban Xia was even more puzzled.

    The camera is a link for one-way transmission of information and a one-way valve for information transmission. The monitor can see the monitored person, but the monitored person cannot see the monitor. There are cameras all over the streets in Nanjing, who can see through the camera?  To the person sitting behind the monitor?

    If this can be done, the result will be terrible. People on the TV can see people outside the TV, and the anchor of "News Network" can see hundreds of millions of Chinese at the same time at 7 o'clock in the evening.

    Hundreds of millions of Chinese people appeared in the pupils at the same time, and it was hard to imagine what kind of scene it would be.

    Bai Yang scratched his head, he also felt that this was impossible.

    "He also asked me to make the distance between the two cameras as far as possible, so that the eyes crossed. Why?" Ban Xia asked sullenly.  .

    "Maybe it is to determine the detonation point of the nuclear bomb? Just like the intersection point of the machine gun ballistics on a fighter jet, the position where the line of sight crosses is the position where the nuclear bomb detonates." Bai Yang thought of another answer that he thought was reliable, "We must put this thing  Put it in the predetermined position, otherwise it will not be killed, and the power of nuclear weapons is limited What do you think? over."

    "Welldon't want to, don't want to, I don't want to discuss this, I'm so tired—!" The girl collapsed on the chair, clutching the back of her neck and pouting, "Last night I climbed the lamppost for a long time to hang the wireless router.  , but my back is still hurting, the last time I fell into the sewer, the injury on my body has not healed, so I risked my life to go out to work, I have worked so hard, I want to hear some good words!"

    "Miss, you have worked hard. On behalf of the seven billion people on earth in 2019, I would like to express my sincere thanks and greetings to you, over."

    "More!"

    "Miss, our gratitude to you is like a torrential river, endless, flowing thousands of miles, thousands of miles, over."

    Bai Yang is an old straight man.

    "I don't want to be grateful, praise me, praise me, praise me!"

    "Today I took a copy of "The Analects of Confucius" from the bookshelf, flipped through it, and the first sentence I saw was: Miss Ziyue is number one in the world."

    "More!"

    "I took another copy of "Zhuangzi" from the bookshelf, flipped through it, and saw that Zhuang Zhou said he dreamed of you."

    ?…

    "another!"

    "I brought you a message from the Secretary-General of the United Nations. He said that people all over the world will never forget the great contribution you have made. They will give you a statue on the Alps, over."

    "Secretary-General of the United Nations? Who is he?"

    "His name is Kakarot, over."

    "Oh" Ban Xia nodded half-believingly, she hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I thank Kakarot on that generation, the statue should look better."

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    After finishing the communication, Bai Yang sat silently on the chair for a long time, a pair of strong and slender hands landed on his shoulders, and squeezed for him.

    "I don't think you are happy at all, but you have to pretend to be energetic and excited when calling, and tell her jokes." The person behind said while pinching his shoulders, "Are you tired?"

    "Sister Qiao." Bai Yang said softly, "Can you turn off the light for me?"

    "good."

    Forsythia turned off the lights in the bedroom, and the room was completely dark. There were dim street lights outside the window, but there were no pedestrians and vehicles on the road. It was already past one o'clock in the morning, and the city had already fallen asleep.

    Bai Yang sat silently in the darkness, leaving a motionless blurred figure in front of the window,Like an empty shell that lost its soul, Lian Qiao came over and pressed his hand on his shoulder, feeling the warmth and strength of Lian Qiao's palm, Bai Yang moved, he raised his hand to cover Lian Qiao's hand, and clenched it tightly  up.

    Forsythia patted the back of his hand.

    "Will the plan succeed?"

    "It's already at this time, the nuclear bomb will be launched tomorrow, still thinking about this?" Lian Qiao chuckled.

    "But we have been running all the way up to now, and there is no time to breathe. How can there be time for me to think slowly?" Bai Yang crossed his legs, "What's the use of thinking? Thinking is just a waste of time, think for a second  , the end is approaching in a second."

    "Everyone is running blindfolded." Lian Qiao nodded, "Who knows if it will succeed? Let's do it first."

    "But……"

    "But can that little girl be saved? Can nuclear weapons really not harm her?" Lian Qiao said.

    Bai Yang opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

    "Little Bai, no one can give you the answer to this question. No matter who wants to save her, whether it's your father, Uncle Wang, or Director Zhao, what old father doesn't want to save his daughter?" Lian Qiao  Bending down to wrap his arms around his shoulders, his soft hair fell down, "But the success or failure of the mission is above all else, and the interests of all mankind are above all else."

    "We are so cruel."

    "Yes, you are the principal offender, I am the accomplice, and all of us are accomplices."

    Bai Yang's body leaned forward slowly, his forehead hit the table, and he remained motionless.

    He didn't dare to think.

    Once I think about it, I feel confused.

    If they can really complete the task, will the future be changed?

    If the future can be changed, what will the eldest lady become?

    If it is true as Lian Qiao said, don’t think, just run blindfolded. This is a 100-meter sprint that races against time. No one has time to stop and think slowly. All you have to do is keep your eyes on the goal and try your best.

    ? Do your best first, and then look at the success or failure.

    Bai Yang raised his head and looked out the window. It was a quiet night outside the window. There were only a few lights left in the opposite building. Tomorrow, the Changwuyaosan rocket would be launched into the sky with the nuclear bomb. At this moment, the pure white heavy-duty  The rocket was standing quietly in the service tower two thousand kilometers away, with a bright starry sky overhead.

    Whether it's 2019 or 2040, this is the calm before the storm.

    "Sleep when you are tired and have a good rest."

    Lian Qiao patted him on the back, turned around and opened the door, and suddenly turned around and said:

    "Remember to get up early tomorrow."

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    ? At 20:45 on December 27, 2019, the Long March 5 Yaosan launch vehicle was ignited at the Wenchang Space Launch Center in China, flying into the long future twenty years later.

 Main Text Chapter 50 Wait Wait Wait Until Dawn

    Before using nuclear weapons, Pinellia must protect itself. China Nuclear Industry has given a detailed self-protection guide, which explains in detail how to survive a nuclear explosion. Pinellia checks one by one to check the airtightness of doors and windows.  Wrap the materials tightly with plastic sheets, but no matter how to protect them-in the words of the expert group, it is better to run far.

    CNNC recommends Pinellia to stay away from Meihua Villa for a week after the nuclear explosion, move east, and hide near the South University of Technology or the Academy of Agricultural Sciences for a week. If conditions permit, it is of course better to hide in Qixia District behind Zijin Mountain.  This season, the northeasterly wind blows, and Qixia District is the upper air outlet, which is not affected by pollution, so Pinellia is making preparations before the transfer.

    This is a big project.

    Ban Xia rolled up her sleeping bag, tent, and poncho, tied them tightly to the bicycle rack with straps, and stuffed food and drink into her backpack. She squatted on the floor and carried the bag hard.  Put it down hard.

    A small head poked out from behind the bag.

    "We're moving, Mr. Huang."

    The girl reached out and patted the weasel's little head.  .

    Uncle Huang raised his head, turned around and ran away.

    "Don't run away—!" Ban Xia yelled, "Don't find you when the time comes!"

    Uncle Huang didn't respond, and he didn't know if he heard it. The girl sighed, which was really worrying.

    She got up and sat down on the chair, breathed a sigh of relief slowly, and felt that she should shout again, so she shouted towards the door:

    "Don't run away!"

    The house is almost cleaned up, everything that can be taken away has been packed, and everything that cannot be taken away has been sealed up, such as the Ming Dynasty Jingtai blue and white maid's outing in the kitchen, and the Hongwu glaze red plum vase with three friends in the year and winter, and  Bottles and cans, big and small, were buried in a deep pit downstairs if they could not be taken away.

    It is definitely too late to clean up so many things temporarily, and Pinellia must be prepared in advance.

    The current time is three o'clock in the afternoon on December 27th.

    The girl sat silently on the chair, and the table in front of her was crowded with iorg725 amateur radio stations, Celeron 3150 industrial control motherboards, monitors, power supplies, keyboards, cameras, all kinds of messy electronic components piled up into mountains, and batteries piled up under the table  ,Horizontal tripod, burning scrapped LCD screens, these are the fruits of her labor in the past few months, just half a year ago, she did not dare to imagine that she could handle such a complicated system, look, how easy it is to change a person with time  , It doesn't take long for it to turn itself into another person.

    Ban Xia picked up the earphones and put them on, with a smile on her face unconsciously.

    He took off the earphones again, and his expression returned to expressionless.

    Put it on again, and smile again.

    Take it off again, with a blank face again.

    She put the headset back on the table, stared at it motionless, and narrowed her eyes little by little. Since when did she learn to pretend?

    Pretend to be a girl who is always energetic, strong-willed, happy, cheerful, and unstoppable.

    You clearly know that you are not that kind of person.

    Ban Xia said softly.

    You are cowardly, you are afraid, you cringe, you want to escape, you dare not face such great difficulties and dangers, you are afraid of nuclear bombs, you are afraid of big eyes, you can hardly hold on.

    "Who are you acting for?"

    The girl said into the headset on the table.

    But the earphones remained silent.

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    That night when the Changwuyaosan rocket was launched, the command center was watching the live broadcast. Of course it was not the terrible live broadcast of CCTV, but another special line, the VIP seats in the VIP seats, and the pores on Chang Wu’s face could be seen clearly.  It is clear that Lao Zhao, Lao Bai, and Wang have been squatting since the morning after dinner, keeping in sync with the Wenchang Center remotely. They can be said to be the most nervous group of people in the world about this launch. The headquarters is very aware of the rare opportunity.  Success or failure depends on one action - once the launch fails, even if Chang Wu has spare arrows, Ms. Qiu has no backup.

    China Nuclear Industry has repeatedly emphasized that you only have one chance. We only have one nuclear bomb. It will take two months at the earliest to get another one that is exactly the same. I know you can't wait.

    Old Zhao said shut up, you guys made me nervous!

    So Lao Zhao was in contact with the launch center all afternoon, repeatedly confirming the steps, almost reaching the level of harassment, until the launch center couldn't bear it anymore, shouting angrily, can you shut up?  Call again to interfere with our work, and you will be solely responsible for any problems with this rocket!

    Hearing this - that made Bai Zhen and Wang Ning feel at ease.

    Finally someone can heal??Zhao is a bastard.

    Zhao Bowen was beaten back, quite helpless, he sat on the sofa depressed, watching the rocket standing 2,000 kilometers away standing under the light emitting white smoke from afar.

    "Professional things should be left to professional people, right?" Bai Zhen said to Wang Ning, "For laymen who don't understand, don't make trouble. This is the most basic working principle."

    Wang Ning nodded and said:

    "I never disturb others when they are busy, it's annoying."

    "It's a matter of quality," Lao Bai said.

    "Yes, it's a matter of quality." Lao Wang also said.

    At 8:45 that night, the Long March 5 Yaosan rocket ignited, and everyone in the command center followed the big white fat man and gradually turned into a small glowing dot in the air. To be honest, everyone was quite nervous.  Fifth, the technology is not yet mature enough. Two years ago, there was a problem with the Yao-2 rocket launch. The hydrogen-oxygen engine was working abnormally, which led to the mission failure. Hundreds of people in the headquarters did not dare to vent their atmosphere, and stared at it tightly. This is  There is no way, if there is a way to follow them to the sky, someone in the headquarters will definitely go. If others don't say anything, Zhao Bowen will be the first to sign up.

    Fortunately, both the Changwu team and the Buddha of Qixia Temple were reliable. At 8:50 that night, the star and arrow separated, and the headquarters confirmed that the payload had successfully entered orbit. The long-lost big red screen in the transportation control hall lit up, and everyone stood up and applauded.

    The prototype of the new manned spacecraft carried Ms. Qiu into orbit, and cut off all contact with the earth after one hour. It will be the largest time travel from the human world to the future. The orbit of the spacecraft is designed to travel to the sun and  The path of the l4 Lagrangian point of the earth, at the point l4, the spacecraft will go around in a halo orbit for 20 years, and at the same time keep the synchronization with the earth’s revolution period, until the return day is approaching, and then restart the engine to return to the earth.

    This is also the most complicated time travel task so far.

    It is more complicated than the previous Hum Ha II, mainly in the re-entry of the atmosphere.

    General Hum Ha’s orbit design is the most complicated, but they don’t need to enter the atmosphere, and they don’t need to face the biggest problem in the history of human spaceflight. Plunging headlong into the dense atmosphere is a matter of life and death for any spacecraft, and Ms. Qiu from an astronomical unit  Return to Earth at point l4 outside the atmosphere, and the speed when re-entering the atmosphere is much faster than low-Earth orbit-this is why the command needs to borrow the new manned spacecraft. The new manned spacecraft is prepared for missions to the moon and even fire.  It has the ability to ensure its own safety when returning to the earth's atmosphere at high speed.

    "It's done! The launch was successful!" Bai Zhen jumped up, "Who's going to buy a bottle of wine, let's celebrate? Drink the celebration wine—"

    "What to buy?" His mother quietly appeared behind him.

    "No, no, nothingbut this is a happy event, so we can't make an exception"

    Bai Zhen still wanted to struggle.

    "Drinking is a mistake!" Mom didn't show any face, "Have you finished all your work? I just wanted to drink."

    The old white wilted.

    From the point of view of hindsight, Bai Zhen really thought about this celebration wine too early. The successful launch of the rocket is only half of the success, and the other half will not be known until after ten o'clock in the evening. According to the original plan, the spacecraft will  Twenty years later, at about ten o'clock in the evening on December 27, a group of people crowded outside Bai Yang's room to wait for the news that the spacecraft returned to Earth.

    Bai Yang told the girl that the return of the manned spacecraft to the earth is very spectacular, it is a super-sized meteor that can be seen by the whole world as it streaks across the night, so the girl happily prepared to watch the meteor.

    She sat there and waited and waited until dawn the next day.

 Main Text Chapter 51: Responsibility lies with Wang Ning

    Zhao Bowen's heart sank slowly, into the abdominal cavity, into the large intestine, into the bladder, down the stairs, into the ground.

    A group of people sat silently in the living room, and the channel was also silent. The whole team stayed up with bg4msr all night, and the command did not confirm the mission failed until the sun rose in the morning—no one wants to face this fact, but the fact is that things like this  , Whether you look at it or not, it is there, it is like a mirror reflecting the luck in people's hearts, from the beginning of the Dongfanghong project until now, everyone is lucky, the fireworks are successful, and the second general is also successful  , then there is no reason for Ms. Qiu not to be successful—but what reason can there be?

    Go back and look up the three laws of slow time travel. This world will prevent anyone from escaping from the big filter. Staying away from the earth is the safest way, but it is not a 100% successful solution.

    Even ordinary space missions have a probability of failure, let alone a spaceship that spans 20 years, any link may go wrong. Once the spaceship fails, it will turn into scrap iron and float on a track with nowhere to go.  The iron, ruthless and harsh facts lifted the fig leaf of everyone's self-deception. It wasn't until the dust settled that people realized that no one was sure at all, but everyone was pretending to be confident.

    The entire project team went back to zero, leaving Lao Zhao sitting on the sofa gnawing an apple, his heart beating and his hands shaking, and his forehead was sweating coldly.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    He lost a nuclear bomb.

    Fuck.  .

    A normal person should have a myocardial infarction at this time. Zhao Bowen hopes that his heart will also be infarcted for some face. Anyway, the ambulance will arrive downstairs in three minutes after dialing 120. He would rather be admitted to the hospital and put on a ventilator as an unconscious patient.  No. When I wake up, someone may stand in front of the hospital bed and say to myself seriously: Comrade Zhao Bowen, the crisis has been completely resolved, and your task has been completed!

    "Fuck me"

    Zhao Bowen said while pulling his hair tightly.

    Now no one knows where the nuclear bomb is. It may be lost on any track at any point in time, and there is no possibility of finding it back.

    "The responsibility lies with me." Wang Ning said.

    The others were taken aback.

    "When I was burning incense in Qixia Temple, I only cared about letting the Buddha bless the rocket to launch successfully." Wang Ning sighed, "I forgot to bless the spacecraft to return successfully."

    "Then you really deserve to die." Bai Zhen said, "Execute yourself to thank the party and the people."

    "Phone!" The phone on the coffee table was vibrating, and Wang Ning threw it in front of Zhao Bowen, "What should I do next? Is it possible to find it?"

    "Impossible." Bai Zhen said, "The first key to escape the big filter is that it cannot be interfered by humans. After the spacecraft entered orbit, it cut off all contact with the ground, and no one can find it."

    "But we know its orbit." Wang Ning said, "Urgently send a spaceship to chase after it, can it be recovered?"

    "Do you think it's Star Wars?" Bai Zhen rolled his eyes, "Has this kind of thing ever been done in human history? Take a step back, assuming you can really recover it, then you will become the reason for the failure of the mission."

    "Hold."

    "Old Zhao! That"

    Bai Zhen turned his head and was about to say something, but was pushed away by Zhao Bowen.

    Old Zhao pushed them away, walked out without a word, went downstairs, his body was swaying, his head was drooping and his back was bent, as if he was about to fall on the ground in the next moment.

    Bai Zhen hesitated to speak.

    "Old Zhaoyou are lying!"

    Sure enough, he fell down, Zhao Bowen stepped on the ground, slid down with his buttocks, bouncing bouncing to the corner downstairs.

    Bai Zhen and Wang Ning rushed forward.

    They frantically helped Old Zhao up, but the latter didn't respond at all. He just frowned, pursed his lips, adjusted his tortoise-shell glasses on the bridge of his nose, glanced coldly at the two old men, and then went  went downstairs.

    The two old guys stood there at a loss. They saw resentment in Zhao Bowen's eyes. What is he resenting?  Resentment that the team is too incompetent, resentment that the spaceship is unreliable, or resentment that there is no way out in this world?

    But no matter what he was resenting, the facts had already been cast, and the two old friends knew very well that Zhao Bowen was just breaking the pot to vent his emotions, and there was nothing he could do.

    Such a huge plan mobilized unimaginable manpower and material resources, but in the end it still fell short.

    Old Zhao was defeated.

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    Zhao Bowen went to the place where he often sat and smoked at the door of the unit on the ground floor, and found that someone had already stepped in first.Occupy the magpie's nest.

    It is poplar and forsythia.

    The two sat there side by side, motionless.

    "Let it go."

    Old Zhao squeezed in and sat between the two of them.

    His ass was dusty and his trousers were worn out, so he didn't care. He took out a cigarette and a lighter from his coat pocket, lit it and stuffed it in his mouth.

    "Director, smoking is harmful to your health." Forsythia reminded.

    "It's not a few years to live well, so it's harmful if it's harmful." Zhao Bowen smoked a cigarette, "What are you sitting here for?"

    "Discuss whether there is any way to save it." Bai Yang said.

    "Just you two?" Old Zhao sneered, a little contemptuously.

    "Isn't there you now?" Lian Qiao said, "Director, does the headquarters have a backup plan?"

    "Yes, there is one more rocket, one more spacecraft, theoretically there is another chance." Zhao Bowen replied, "As long as we can wait two months, until the second nuclear bomb is ready."

    Waiting for another two months, it really is a theoretical opportunity.

    No one knows whether bg4msr can persist for two months under the threat of big eyes. Everyone is not optimistic. The longer the time drags on, the more unfavorable it is for me.

    "Uncle Zhao, why don't you dig again?" Bai Yang said, "This country is so big, maybe there are secret weapons hidden somewhere, there are some peerless masters hidden, and there is still a lot of power that has not been exerted.  come out……"

    "No more." Zhao Bowen interrupted him impatiently, "Where else can I dig? If I dig again, I will dig through the center of the earth. There are more than one billion people in China, but you are the top person in a field."  Two slaps are so many, it may be less than five fingers that can help, I have already dug what I can dig, and I still dig, do you want me to go to the Five Elements Mountain to dig grandson monkeys to help?"

    He is so annoying.

    Why are these people asking these stupid questions?  Why are these people always delusional that there will always be a solution?  Why do these people always think that everything can be redeemed?  If there is a perfect solution for everything and a happy ending for everyone, then how can there be so many misfortunes and disasters in human history?  God fucking died in the gutter a long time ago, it's useless to pray to God, it's not going to work, it's not going to work, it's dead, it's dead, can you fucking understand you idiots!

    He shouldn't have taken over this mess. If the world is destroyed, it will be destroyed. The sooner it will be destroyed, the sooner it will be cleaned up. Everyone will turn into orange juice to see Ayanami Rei.

    Old Zhao smoked sullenly.

    He was pretty hysterical when he broke down.

    "It's too early to say that the mission failed." Lian Qiao said, "It may just be late, maybe the spaceship will come this evening?"

    "There is a possibility." Zhao Bowen looked like a zombie, "But technically speaking, it will either arrive on time, or it will never arrive."

    "I believe it will come back." Forsythia said seriously.

    "Yes." Zhao Bowen said coldly, and at the same time said the second half of the sentence in his heart:

    You are such a fool

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    "It failed."

    The girl leaned back in the chair, looked up at the ceiling in the dark, puffed out her cheeks.

    "What should I do next?"

    "Wait two months, wait until the second nuclear bomb is ready, and then launch it again." The person in the headset replied, "This is the only way, there is no possibility of retrieving the slow time travel lost in the universe, over.  "

    "Two months It will definitely rain in two months." The girl said.

    "rain?"

    "Spring will be here in two months, and it will definitely rain heavily." Ban Xia explained, "Then the camera I put on the street will be damaged by water."

    Poplar Fu forehead.

    Actually there is still this crop.

    How can this be done?  I had to reassemble the two cameras at that time, even the nuclear bomb was reassembled, so what are the two small cameras.

    "In addition, the direction of the wind blowing here will change in two months, and it will no longer be the northeast wind." Ban Xia added, "Will this also affect the plan?"

    Bai Yang looked up to the sky and sighed.

    He couldn't handle this matter anymore. Fortunately, he was just a correspondent, not making plans and decisions. Presumably there were too many people making decisions in the headquarters at this moment.

    One operation failed, and the mess left behind was numb. Zhao Bowen scolded people hysterically. After scolding, he continued to work honestly. The headquarters had no choice but to divide the project team into two groups.  , A group of people worked overtime to advance the second launch.

    The recovery of the nuclear bomb failed last night. Tonight, the father and the three of them stayed away for a meeting. They didn’t know where they went for a meeting. They didn’t come back after one o’clock in the morning.  Looking at the materials, one can imagine another brightly lit sleepless night in a meeting room of the Provincial Party Committee or Nantah University. Forsythia is sorting out documents in the living room, lighting up the lights to fight at night, falling asleep after fighting, lying unconscious on the coffee table  , or mother hugged her to the sofa and covered her with a blanket.

    All too tired.

    Everyone is exhausted.

    It's hard to say what is still supporting them to persevere. When a person is so tired that he is dizzy and fights, he probably doesn't think about the future of mankind. What is the future of mankind?  Is it important to have a pillow?  What's more, most people in the headquarters no longer have hope for the success of the plan, but no one dares to say clearly that the tendency of defeatism is absolutely not allowed in the project team, but some things can be seen from the eyes even if they are not said.  After reading it, someone told Zhao Bowen in private that the superiors were discussing whether to gradually shift the focus to military preparations, implying that they were no longer optimistic about the actions of the Nanjing Command.

    Bai Yang asked Uncle Zhao if there was anything I could do to help?

    Old Zhao smiled feebly: Make her happy.

    Bai Yang nodded.

    Old Zhao said again: Also, make yourself happy.

    Compared with the frustrated people in the headquarters, Banxia is much more open-minded, probably because she has been living in a ruined world, how bad can the situation be?

    So in the end it was Ban Xia who comforted Bai Yang in turn:

    "Look bg, actually living here is pretty good, you will get used to it, maybe you will like it."

    "Yes, of course I will get used to it, miss, I am a dead person in your world."

    "……oh."

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    On the third night after the recovery failed, that is, on the evening of December 29th, the spaceship still had no sign of returning. At this time, even Lianqiao had to admit that the mission had a high probability of failure, and Miss Qiu was lost.  In the vastness of space, as Zhao Bowen said, it will either arrive on time or it will never arrive.

    Bai Yang became more and more frustrated, and he muttered some meaningless nonsense, such as "There are five years left before you die, do you think I should enjoy life", "If you have five years left to live, you will do  What", and "Miss, are you afraid of death", "How to face death bravely", even the old man can't stand it, he doesn't want his son to become a Socratic philosopher  , Dad said that if you really have nothing to say, please confirm the task details with her again.

    So Bai Yang took the tablet and recounted the details of the mission to the girl. These tasks were originally to be done after the spacecraft was successfully recovered, but now that the mission failed, he was still idle.

    They entered the video call state so that Ban Xia could see the pictures.

    "This is Long March 5."

    Bai Yang held up Chang Wu's photo, paused for a few seconds in front of the camera, and then held up a piece of white paper.The above six words are written on the paper.

    "The spaceship is installed here."

    He then used a pen to draw a circle on the head of the fairing of the Changwu rocket, and marked it with arrows and text.

    "This is a spaceship, and the nuclear bomb is installed in the spaceship."

    Bai Yang replaced the photo of the rocket with a spaceship, and the white and clean new-generation manned spaceship stayed in the dust-free workshop, as if giving a presentation on a PPT.

    "This is a nuclear bomb."

    Ms. Qiu is a crimson sphere. In the technical information provided by CNNC, its size is marked as 36.6 cm in diameter and 19 kg in weight, which is slightly larger than a basketball.

    But the internal structure is much more complicated than that of a basketball. The outer composite shell, buffer lining, internal safety locking mechanism, explosive lens, detonator, reflective layer, nuclear charge, and neutron source are layer by layer.  Bai Yang couldn't explain these things, because he didn't understand either.

    "This is the key."

    The key looks like a small USB flash drive, but it is actually an electronic key. The key will be placed inside the spaceship and will be taken off with Ms. Qiu. It is a dowry given by her natal family.  For the safety of a nuclear bomb, the project team spent a lot of effort to design a rather complicated locking mechanism - Ms. Qiu has double insurance of password and key. To unlock the nuclear bomb, you must master the password and key at the same time.  Enter the password, and only the girl knows what the password is.

    "Only I know?"

    Five minutes passed, and the video call was changed. The girl appeared in front of the camera, holding a flashlight and a cardboard with a question on it.

    She brought the question over to show Bai Yang, and buried her head to write a new sentence after a few seconds:

    "But no one ever told me the password."

    She wrote several sentences in succession:

    "Quickly answer my question."

    "Substitution! Substitution!"

    "Now it's your turn."

    Signal transceiving switch, Bai Yang wrote on the tablet:

    "I don't know, that's what they say anyway, they say: When you see it, you know what to type."

    "When it changes from red to green, it means the unlocking is successful."

    "When the specific details can be contacted, I am so tired of typing so many words."

    "I'm done talking, switch!"

    The signal transceiver is switched again, and the girl is ready for a bunch of questions:

    "How do I get into the spaceship?"

    "Does the spaceship have a door lock? Is there a key or combination?"

    Bai Yang picked his ears with his little finger, thinking that there was no use in asking these questions, the spaceship couldn't come back, and now he didn't know where it fell.

    However, he still answered with pictures and texts:

    "This is a spaceship."

    Bai Yang drew a big circle on the photo of the new manned spaceship, specially framing the command module, and then typed the text under the picture:

    "The spacecraft you see now is complete, including the command module and the service module, but it will not look like this when it returns, only a part of it will re-enter the atmosphere-note that the module I circled is the return module  , the nuclear bomb is placed inside, it is the part that returns to Earth, when the spacecraft lands, the hatch will automatically pop open, no need to open it manually.”

    "The spacecraft in this picture is too clean. It will be burned at high temperature when it enters the atmosphere. Wait, I will find you a similar picture."

    Bai Yang searched on Baidu for a photo of the burnt black reentry module of the Apollo spacecraft, and showed it to the girl.

    "What you see is almost like this."

    I do all the useless work.

    Bai Yang secretly sighed.

    The tasks have all failed, so what's the use of talking about them?  It's like the Bodhi Patriarch teaching his grandson to fish for the moon in the water and look at the flowers in the mirror. In fact, the moon cannot be fished, and neither can the flowers.

    The signal sending and receiving switched again, Ban Xia's bright eyes appeared in the camera, she blinked, and she didn't know what to remember, and after a while, she lifted a piece of paper from the bottom:

    "I've seen this thing before.

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    Fuck.

    ? I'm sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

    Bai Yang bounced up from the chair, raised his hands and didn't know what to do. The news was so shocking that his brain was so froze that he couldn't move. After a few seconds, he raised his hand and pressed his forehead to calm himself down. He took a deep breath and told  Don't be too happy yourself.

    Bai Yang immediately searched the Internet for the exact picture of the return capsule of the new manned spacecraft and showed it to the other party. After confirming it twice, he asked the other party to change the call mode to audio.

    "Bg, I have seen this thing, this return capsule, a round-headed thing, tall and big, half buried in the mud, very similar to the picture you showed me, if I read it correctly  It's in the big hole in Life Plaza." The girl said in the channel, "I thought it was a big bomb that didn't explode."

    "It When did it arrive?" Bai Yang's voice was trembling.

    "You mean the reentry capsule? I don't know when it arrived. It was there many, many years ago. When I passed across Nantu for the first time, the big pit was there"

    Oh my God.

    Bai Yang said softly.

    Time is a wonderful thing. When you think it is going to miss the appointment, it has actually been waiting for you for many years.

    How many times the girl passed by the Life Plaza opposite Nantu, she turned a blind eye to the big pit. If the spaceship had thoughts, it would definitely be depressed. Why did Pinellia ignore it? But it can’t talk, can’t shout, just like this  I squatted down in the pit for many years, squatting until the grass grew on the head and the birds made a nest, and the snail slowly climbed up.

    The hapless spaceship certainly didn't know it was coming early, and the girl didn't recognize it when it arrived.

    Bai Yang didn't know what happened to the spaceship, but he was certain that there must be something wrong with the spaceship. The spaceship returned ahead of time and crashed into the Life Plaza. The eight-ton metal lump crashed into the building at a very high speed and hit the ground.  Not to mention the collapse of surrounding buildings, it also knocked out a big hole in the ground.

    ? Fortunately, the navigation was not broken, and it found the exact location, and it landed near the Plum Blossom Villa.

    It's really not my day.

    Trembling, Bai Yang took out his mobile phone and immediately called his father.

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    At this time, Bai Zhen was squatting in the corridor outside the meeting room eating supper. Bai Zhen, Wang Ning, and Zhao Bowen squatted in a row against the wall, with one hand holding a disposable paper cup filled with boiled water, and the other  Holding the cold and hard cake in hand, there have been three meetings in the evening, from 8:30 pm to 2 am, with a ten-minute break in one meeting, each meeting is a different person, on the table outside the door  The refreshments on display were almost finished, and no one brought new ones.

    The heating in the conference room was turned on extremely high, a group of people were arguing behind closed doors, the carbon dioxide concentration in the room was so high that it made people dizzy, and they could only come out to breathe during the break between meetings, but the air quality in the corridor was not as strong as that in the conference room  Where to go, everyone was hungry, and they emptied the refreshments outside the door. Bai Zhen grabbed two cakes, one for each bite.

    "Let me see, there is no result in arguing." Wang Ning squatted beside him, cheeks bulging, "Their first consideration is to shirk responsibility, listen to what these people say, they are discussing on the surface  The reason for the failure of the task, in fact, is that there is absolutely no problem with the work of this group, and the problem is with other project teams.”

    "Anyone can blame, who should we blame?" Bai Zhen curled his lips and looked around. Other participants stood in the corridor in twos and threes, chatting with each other.

    "Leave it to the Buddha." Zhao Bowen said, "The Buddha and Bodhisattvas in Qixia Temple are the first responsible persons, that's all."

    "Just write the report like this? Your superiors are going to dismiss you." Wang Ning said.

    "Withdraw, withdraw, withdraw the fuck earlier." Zhao Bowen cursed, "If you don't withdraw, it's my grandson."

    "If you are capable, tell the leader face to face." Bai Zhen rolled his eyes, "Don't say it's my grandson."

    "Fuck you." Old Zhao said.

    "Don't be too pessimistic. As the saying goes, there is no end to the road. Maybe the spaceship will arrive tonight. There is a possibility, right?" Bai Zhen looked up at the ceiling and stuffed the last half of the cake into his mouth.  What the hell, why don't you think this cake is so delicious?

    After eating, he went to look around again and found that the table had been emptied.

    "There is a possibility, but we can no longer count on it. We must abandon our illusions and get ready to fight." Zhao Bowen patted his butt and got up, "Let's go, it's time to go back, the second half is about to begin."

    ? In the next long meeting, the leaders of the major project teams had a heated discussion on how to carry out the second action,How to ensure the success of the second action.

    Wang Ning sat down and frowned, without saying a word. He knew what to say when the people around him opened their mouths, and his ears were getting calloused. Although everyone seemed to be discussing the details of the mission seriously, but  Wang Ning is very clear that this is useless work. They will not really push forward the plan even if they have worn out their lips tonight. Everyone is intoxicated in the situation of pretending to work hard and self-hypnotizes, as if sitting here and arguing can really achieve any results.  , in a sense, this meeting room is actually a stage. Everyone on the stage is tacitly acting, for others to see, and for themselves. A catastrophe is coming, and they have to do something  , or pretend to do something, that's their job.

    In fact, it is better to ask the abbot of Qixia Temple to chant sutras here, the latter may be more effective.

    Ninety percent of the meetings in the world are not as good as monks chanting scriptures. Wang Ning has a deep understanding of this.

    "The second point is to ensure that the target is within the effective killing range of the nuclear bomb. This needs to be manually adjusted. If we put the nuclear bomb near the Plum Blossom Villa." The speaker held a pen in his hand and used the cap to click on the ppt  , "Moving the nuclear bomb to the preset detonation point is a high-risk behavior, and it should be marked in red."

    "Is there any way for us to monitor the swordsman's actions again?"

    "Telemetry satellites required."

    "Satellites take time to prepare, and rockets are even more troublesome."

    Old Zhao folded his arms to see if anyone was upset, and his mouth was so pouted that he could hang a beer bottle.

    The failure of the mission caused him a lot of trouble, which made Zhao Bowen less confident in speaking in the entire headquarters. In his opinion, the second most difficult thing in this world is to save the world, and the first difficulty is to command such a large  A team goes to save the world.

    "Congratulations on getting rich——! I congratulate you on being wonderful——!"

    ? Andy Lau's festive voice suddenly sounded in the conference room, interrupting the speaker's ppt and breaking the serious atmosphere. Everyone was stunned and turned their heads to follow the voice.

    Bai Zhen frantically took out his mobile phone from his pocket and pressed it down. The speaker frowned slightly to express his displeasure. It is common sense to mute or vibrate the mobile phone during a meeting.

    Lao Bai pressed the phone, hid the phone under the table, and smiled awkwardly.

    "During the meeting, I hope everyone will mute or turn off their mobile phones." The speaker coughed a few times, "Then let's look at the third point"

    Bai Zhen secretly replied via WeChat under the table:

    "Son, I'm in a meeting, why call me?"

    After a few seconds, Bai Yang replied.

    The phone vibrated slightly, Lao Bai opened WeChat and took a look, his eyes widened and widened, until the eyeballs were about to fall out of their sockets.

    "My dick!"

    Lao Bai suddenly shouted loudly, startling everyone.

    The speaker was also frightened, and cast his gaze over blankly.

    "I'm dick——!" Lao Bai slapped the table hard and stood up, "I dick your mother, I dick your mother, I dick your mother! I dick your mother's old Zhao! Zhao Bowen, I dick your mother——!?

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    We live in Nanjing We live in Nanjing Chapter 54 It found us At two o'clock in the morning, a large group of people drove to Meihua Mountain Villa overnight.  Old driver.

    Just now in the conference room, Lao Bai violently scolded Zhao Bowen, and everyone was stunned. There is only one possibility of scolding so harshly, that is, Zhao Bowen sent someone to dig up the grave of Lao Bai's family, but the news of Bai Zhen made everyone  The meeting room was silent for three seconds, and Zhao Bowen was the first to rush out.

    When Bai Yang repeatedly confirmed whether what the girl saw was the return capsule of the spaceship, a large group of people rushed in. Bai Zhen pushed open the bedroom door, panting and asking in a loud voice:

    "Did you really find it?"

    Bai Yang took off his earphones, turned his head and said, "To be precise, it should have found us."

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    An emergency combat meeting was held in the living room. No one could explain why the spacecraft returned so long in advance, but fortunately it was not lost. The project team leader of the spacecraft was puzzled.  An error in any part of the process will lead to a difference of thousands of miles. It is not surprising that the return capsule landed in Africa in the end, but what is incredible is that it still returned to Nanjing honestly.

    The mission team realized that the future is a pure black box. You send anything into it, and its development is unpredictable. You can only wait for the output of that black box.

    "We estimate that the nuclear bomb is still effective. As long as the return capsule remains intact, the nuclear bomb can be used." The nuclear working group said.

    "So strong?" Bai Zhen asked.

    "When we were designing, the requirement for the nuclear bomb was that it could still guarantee safety when the spacecraft failed to land, and the return capsule could be burned, but the nuclear bomb could not be damaged." The nuclear working group replied, "The return capsule observed by msr maintained  The integrity of the main structure, then the nuclear bomb has a high probability of being effective."

    "Then we don't have to wait another two months to redesign the bomb?"

    "Should not be used."

    "Good!" Zhao Bowen clapped his hands vigorously. This was the only good news he heard in recent days.

    "The nuclear bomb is still not a big problem, but the key is definitely damaged." Someone from the nuclear working group tore off a thin strip from a stack of A4 paper at his feet, held it up and shook it, "The key is just this big  , very thin and thin, we can't make it too strong, if the spacecraft does not land normally, then it will undoubtedly not be able to resist the impact."

    Everyone cast their eyes on the small piece of paper, which is only the width of a thumbnail and a few inches long.

    "Is it possible to activate a nuclear bomb without a key?" Zhao Bowen asked.

    "Absolutely impossible." The nuclear working group shook their heads, "Without the key, the unlocking link of the nuclear bomb is broken, and the lock cannot be opened. If it is forcibly opened, the structure of the nuclear bomb will be damaged and the nuclear bomb will become invalid."

    "Can the key be remade?" Zhao Bowen asked.

    "Yes." The nuclear working group nodded.

    "How long does it take to recreate a key?"

    "Twelve hours."

    "Okay, then make a call and ask them to make another key." Lao Zhao said, "Xiao Lian, please help me to make a note"

    "Now at 2:30 in the morning, Lianqiao is going to bed." Wang Ning said, "Who are you calling?"

    "Tomorrow morning, call at work tomorrow morning."

    "It's easy to make a key, but it's not so simple to send it there." The nuclear working group said, "This thing is very sophisticated and fragile, and it must not be lost. The usual time-slowing method is not applicable."

    "Can't it be put into a time capsule and thrown into the lake?" Wang Ning asked.

    "Absolutely not. This is the password of the nuclear arsenal. It cannot be lost under any circumstances. None of us can afford the risk that it might be lost." The nuclear working group said, "It can only have two results, or it can be delivered to the target."  , or be completely destroyed."

    "If it is lost, we all have to go in, at least a few years in prison, and the political security cadres are very strict about the headquarters." Someone whispered.

    Wang Ning frowned, and he looked around.

    "How about hiding it here? Cut a hole in the wall and build it into the wall?"

    "No, it will break if it is built into the wall."

    This also stumped Wang Ning. He didn't expect that the Long March 5 manned spacecraft and even nuclear weapons could be handled by big guys, but he would be blocked by a small key.

    It is really not an easy task for the key to be delivered to the girl accurately and foolproof. Any delay in delivery will cause failure.They can take various methods to increase the success rate, but it is impossible to guarantee 100%—everything in this world is like this, it is easy to ask for sixty or seventy points, but it is difficult to ask for eighty or ninety percent,  Asking for 100 points is not trying to make you feel better.

    "These are not important." Zhao Bowen got up and slapped his hands vigorously, "We will have a solution to how to send the key. The most urgent task now is to reintegrate the team and implement the third phase of the Dongfanghong Project according to the original plan.  Comrades, time is life, we are now picking up the Dongfanghong plan again, and set the progress of the operation at the node of receiving Ms. Qiu, how long is it until the planned nuclear bomb is unlocked?"

    Bai Zhen pulled out the tablet from under his hip, and opened the task note.

    "72 hours."

    "Okay, then we will advance according to the remaining time of 72 hours!" Zhao Bowen waved his fist, "After 72 hours, we will unlock the nuclear bomb!"

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    The nuclear bomb is expected to be unlocked 48 hours before.

    Pinellia lay flat on the gravel, her waist, legs and butt ached. A dozen centimeters before her eyes was a huge concrete wall.  The bottomless gap between the fingers, the weight of tens of thousands of tons hangs above the tip of the girl's nose, if it collapses and is photographed flat, it will burst into a pancake by itself - Ban Xia silently  think.

    However, it has been in this state for many years. Moss and vines have grown from the cracks in the cement. Green plants are engulfing this huge irregular reinforced concrete mixture, turning it into a green sculpture. When was the ruins of Life Square formed?  Woolen cloth?

    Girls have no memory.

    The ruins are a good place. It can provide a hidden passage for Pinellia to walk through. The girl is like an ant burrowing around in the rock formation. There is no light around her. In the dark, she only relies on her memory to grope forward. The gaps in the ruins extend in all directions.  , but some are dead ends, she will go back the same way when she encounters a dead end, and some gaps are so narrow that only one person can pass sideways, so she takes off her backpack and crawls slowly.

    Ban Xia was lying there, a breeze came in from outside, blowing her hair.

    She is waiting.

    While waiting, she recalled the route she had just passed, and when she returned, she followed the original route. She tried to build a model of the ruins in her mind, but failed quickly.  It was difficult for her to imagine what caused it before.

    Now Banxia knows that it was hit by a spacecraft, and the return capsule fell to the ground like a meteorite, dragging raging flames.

    And that spaceship is in her sight at this moment——Ban Xia waited for the moonlight she had been waiting for, the moon came out from the clouds, and the outside suddenly lit up, Ban Xia looked out, and she could vaguely see a tall  Standing in the middle of the big crater is the black shadow of the spaceship return module.

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    The return capsule is two meters high, and the lower half is buried in the soil. Under the moonlight, it is a huge scorched cone. To be honest, if Bai Yang did not explain it, Banxia would not be able to recognize what it is. Identify the command module of the manned spacecraft  The girl needs a reserve of knowledge related to aerospace engineering, which the girl doesn’t understand at all. In the past many years, she passed by the return capsule countless times, thinking it was an unexploded aerial bomb warhead every time.

    A small stone drew an arc in mid-air, landed in the pit with a "click", bounced and rolled away.

    There was still silence in the air.

    Ten minutes later, a small head poked out from under the concrete slab, looking around cautiously.

    "Bg, I'm here."

    Ban Xia took a deep breath and slowly crawled out from the cracks in the ruins.

    It is quite risky to leave Plum Blossom Villa and go to the ruins of Life Square to inspect the spaceship and nuclear bomb without enough information, but everyone thinks it is worth the risk.  .

    The girl jumped into the pit and walked through the shallow pit cautiously and quickly. This impact pit is large and shallow. The area of ??the ground subsidence is a large circle with a diameter of nearly 100 meters.  The shell of the cabin was originally white, but the insulation tiles were burned by high temperature when re-entering the atmosphere, and when they landed, they were already a big black lump, half-buried in the soil.  Unknown green small round leaves were sporadically clustered in the pit, and climbed along the small ditch where the rainwater flowed to the top of the return capsule, and a small bright yellow flower bloomed.

    Banxia circled the return capsule, and found that the cabin was seriously deformed when she went around the back. It was probably caused by the collision with the building when it fell.  , the interior has been scorched, the spaceship must have caught fire after it failed to land, and the cables hanging down were so crisp that they would turn into powder when pinched.

    The girl bent down and got in, and her feet were in a thin layer of mud. The space was very spacious and filled with a musty smell of mud. She looked up and looked around, this is a good shelter, presumably there will be many animals living there  Here - sure enough, when I looked down, I saw rotting bird feathers, broken eggshells, and the excrement of unknown animals. It was obvious that this place was very lively in summer.

    Apart from her, there will be no other person in the world who knows what this is. Banxia stretched out her fingers and tapped on the dark inner wall to scrape off the dried dirt. She could see the silver-white metal. This thing was older than her.  Well, to look at it from another angle, it was only launched three days ago.

    "Nuclear bomb where is the nuclear bomb?"

    She needs to find a nuke and a key.

    Bai Yang said that the nuclear bomb was placed in the command module. It was a dark red sphere about the size of a basketball, and it was very heavy. The key was placed in a plastic airtight box. The key was a thin, smooth metal insert.  Centimeters long and two millimeters thick.

    But now there is nothing recognizable in the cabin, everything is burnt into a pitch-black mass, and animals move here all year round, biting everything that can be bitten to pieces. In the current situation, the delicate and fragile key must be completely destroyed.  It's over, I can't count on it anymore, Ban Xia wants to find the nuclear bomb and confirm that it is still effective.

    It is very simple to confirm whether it is effective, just to see whether the structure is complete, and the complete structure means that it is valid.

    "BG, can you hear me?" Ban Xia leaned against the bulkhead, and the antenna of the mobile phone rushed out of the hatch, "I searched the interior of the spaceship, the condition of the spaceship is very bad, basically there is nothing left here, and there is no  Find Miss Qiu."

    "Miss, this is bg, received, over."

    "I'm going to search outside the spaceship next, wish me luck."

    "Good luck, over."

    The search area outside is very large. There are sparse yellow weeds growing in the pit, which are as high as knees, and there are also large pieces of construction waste scattered, broken bricks, broken steel bars, solidified cement, and a thick beam more than ten meters long.  Inserted obliquely in the ground, like a huge rusted long sword, Pinellia stands alone in the grass, its shadow moves inch by inch following the moonlight.

    The night wind blows, bringing the salty smell of sea water.

    "A red balla red ball"

    Ban Xia muttered, her eyes swept across the ground.

    She has been to this place many times, but she has never seen any crimson sphere, shouldn't it be very eye-catching if there is such a thing?  She searched back and forth, for fear of missing any clues.

    "Is there really a red ball here?" The girl tilted her head and said to herself, walking forward step by step.

    "oops!"

    I don't know what I stepped on, my foot slipped, and Banxia almost fell to the ground.

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    &nbsp;Command.

    The electronic clock on the coffee table is counting down, and there are 48 hours left before the planned unlocking of the nuclear bomb. Bai Yang is nervously waiting for the girl’s good news, while others are nervously discussing the key transmission plan.  I hurriedly remade a key, which is placed on the coffee table at the moment, it is really small, three centimeters long and one centimeter wide, it is really thin, one millimeter thick, made of metal, lying quietly in the sponge  , you can't see anything famous from a distance, but you can observe the fine lines on its surface when you get close to your eyes.

    The project team said that there is a chip in it, which is the top secret among top secrets, and if it is lost, everyone will be involved.

    Bai Zhen immediately moved his feet back, saying that this matter has nothing to do with me, I don't know anything, you mess with you, I'm just passing by I'll go and see what's going on with my son.

    He pushed open Bai Yang's bedroom door and asked, "Son, what's the situation with Missy? Have you found the nuclear bomb?"

    The lights in the room were not turned on, and the computer screen was the only source of light. Bai Yang wore headphones and supported his head, his back motionless.

    "son?"

    Bai Yang's back suddenly trembled, and Lao Bai immediately closed the door, wondering if he had disturbed him?

    Immediately after he heard a long sigh in the room, Lao Bai became more and more convinced of his thoughts, and at the same time wondered if it was not good to entertain himself during working hours?  Although he has been under a lot of pressure recently and needs to vent, this is understandable

    Before he had time to think about the worse direction, Bai Yang's voice came from the bedroom:

    "It's done!"

    Bai Zhen pushed the door open again, "It's done?"

    "It's done!" Bai Yang fell back, leaned on the back of the chair, slowly took off the earphones and exhaled slowly, "The news from the eldest lady, I found that Miss Qiu's structure remained intact, and no damage was seen."

    "It's great!" Bai Zhen was overjoyed.

    Bai Yang turned his head slowly, with his back to the light source, he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, only his eyes still had a little light.

    Bai Zhen was overjoyed at first, but when he saw his son's eyes, his joy was washed away by the cold water. For some reason, his body suddenly felt a little chilly. Lao Bai stared blankly for a long time with his mouth open, and asked, "Are you sure the nuclear bomb is effective?"

    "Confirm that the nuclear bomb is effective."

    Bai Yang nodded, this was a great joy, he wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

    "The chip is very fragile, not resistant to high temperature, high pressure, or strong impact." The nuclear work project team sat in the living room and ate melon seeds. The top-secret nuclear weapon key and a large bag of Chacha melon seeds were piled together.  Sending it to msr safely will have a 100% success rate."

    "It's impossible." Wang Ning shook his head, "Do you know the three laws of slow passage of time?"

    "Know."

    "If you want to avoid the filtering mechanism of this world, you must first put it in a state where it is almost lost and cannot be found. This is the first step in the slow passage of time, and this risk must be taken." Wang Ning said, "  The tighter you hold it in your hands, the less likely it will reach its destination, and the more the world will turn against you."

    "These are not the problems we want to solve." The nuclear work project team simply acted as Party A, "We are only responsible for providing the key, and how to deliver it successfully is your job."

    Wang Ningxin said, good guy, there is no permanent Party A in this world, whoever is Party A will be tossed by Party A one day.

    The Nuclear Work Program concluded by reiterating their request:

    Safety!

    Safety!

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 Text Chapter 56: The Little Mushroom Picking Girl

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    Remember【】for a second!

    Banxia squatted down and brushed off the dirt on the surface of the sphere. Under the moonlight, she could barely make out that it was crimson, and there seemed to be white writing and numbers, but it was so worn that she couldn't see it clearly. She almost tripped over it twice.  , is really destined.

    The disheartened Ms. Qiu has been here for an unknown amount of time, maybe she was overtaken by a wild boar, or else she couldn't explain why she didn't stay in the reentry capsule and ran into the pit. Banxia knelt down and hugged her with both hands.  Living in this big ball, it is hard to imagine that after it explodes, its power is equivalent to 10,000 tons of TNT explosives. It is about 30 centimeters in diameter, half buried in the soil, and has a weight that does not match the volume. The girl tried to hold it twice but failed.  , and finally had to get out.  .  .

    Really heavy.

    Miss Qiu rolled to the side of Banxia's calf and stopped.

    It's amazing, such a small ball can destroy the entire Xinjiekou after an explosion, so where is the energy hidden?

    Ban Xia thought to herself.

    Humans really have incredible power.

    She took out a knife and unscrewed two screws, and removed a palm-sized cover, exposing the control window on the surface of the nuclear bomb.

    The removed cover is very light and strong. Banxia broke it by hand. It looks like some kind of high-strength plastic with a thickness of two millimeters. The outer wall is painted red and the inner wall is black, which is probably the carbon fiber that bg said.

    Under the cover is the control window, which is different from what Banxia imagined. The password input is not a keypad, but a six-digit mechanical scroll wheel. There is a thin key socket on the side of the scroll wheel, and the small panel is arranged very compactly.  , the steps to unlock the nuclear bomb are very simple, first insert the key, and then enter the password to unlock the nuclear bomb.

    The sign of successful unlocking is red to green——Banxia thought it was a red light to green light, but she realized she guessed wrong when she saw the nuclear bomb. The red thing on the control panel is not a light, but a semicircular metal turntable.  It was painted with crimson paint, and the word "Broken Circuit" was written in yellow on a red background.

    It is conceivable that the turntable will turn to the other half of the green after unlocking.

    The design direction of this nuclear bomb was beyond Ban Xia's expectation. It reflects a high degree of integration and mechanization. It is indeed mechanized rather than electronic and even non-digital.  A large number of mechanical structures are used in the narrow space between the explosive and it is an exquisite mechanism. Many movable components do not need to use electricity to improve reliability.

    The girl put the cover of the control window back on and let out a breath.

    Now that everything is ready, she only needs to wait for the key to be delivered to unlock it.

    After Ms. Qiu is unlocked, it will enter the waiting state. At this time, the last insurance of the trigger is opened, and it will become the most dangerous weapon in the world.

    "Bg, the mushrooms have been picked, and they are confirmed to be intact."

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    The living room has been silent for a long time, everyone did not expect so many storms to come, and they will be stumped by a small USB flash drive at the door, how to ensure that the key is delivered to the girl safely?

    This problem seems simple at first glance, but it is almost an impossible task when you think about it carefully. It is broken because of the four words "ensure safety".  Fundamentally contradicting each other, the main point of time slow delivery cheating too large filter mechanism is to put it to death and survive, and first eliminate the amount of information carried on slow delivery as much as possible-this is equivalent to placing it in a high-risk environment where it is almost lost  .

    And this is unacceptable to Party A - the nuclear work project team and the people behind it.

    No one can be held responsible for the loss of a key that could reveal the unlocking mechanism of a nuclear weapon.

    Therefore, Party A has only one requirement:

    Safety.

    This security is not only in the physical sense, but also in the political sense, and the latter cannot be ignored, because it is the source of power for the headquarters. When you want to rely on the power of a powerful system to achieve your goals, you must follow the  Its rules are restricted by it, and there are no taboos. It is absolutely impossible to do whatever you want. To put it bluntly, these problems are caused by human beings, but they exist and cannot be avoided. Zhao Bowen sighed. He has a deep understanding of this.  This is probably the limitation of human society itself.

    Lao Zhao, Lao Bai, and Wang sat at the end of the coffee table, and the representative of the nuclear work project team sat at the other end of the coffee table, both of them looked unhappy.

    "This thing is too troublesome." Wang Ning took out a tissue and sipped his nose. "According to what you said, it's not okay to put a time capsule in the lake or build it into the wall."

    "No." The nuclear industry project team shook their heads.

    &nbsp; "Then I have nothing to do." Wang Ning shook his head, threw the tissue into the trash can, got up and walked around the coffee table and pushed the door out, "The living room is too stuffy, I'll go out to get some fresh air."

    "I'm going to get some fresh air too." Bai Zhen got up immediately.

    The two went downstairs to the community.

    "The gang of Pai Shuo didn't trust us at all." Wang Ning said, "Be on guard everywhere, just like guarding against thieves."

    "Naturally, there are field workers from the China Security Commission or Guoan in that group, and the two who sit and don't talk much are not all from China Nuclear." Bai Zhen said, "I have dealt with each other when I was in the army.  I can see that at a glance.”

    "Have you dealt with them? I haven't heard you mention it. Why do you need to assist in the investigation?"

    "Oh, I'm the one under investigation."

    "Fuck." Wang Ning said, "For a long time, it turns out that you have a criminal record. It's all about you, right?"

    "Bullshit, how can I have any criminal record? Do you think you are watching me? Watching the keys." Bai Zhen pouted, "The basic principle of doing this business is to think of the worst in everything, not afraid of ten thousand but just in case, standing in front of them."  From the point of view, it is completely unacceptable to bury the key to nuclear weapons in a residential area for 20 years. Who knows if you are a human or a ghost? What if you dig it out tomorrow?"

    "Who the hell is digging?"

    "It's impossible to tell who will be bribed in the future." Bai Zhen said, "This vigilance is still necessary."

    "That's right." Wang Ning said, "This won't work, that won't work. How do you send the key?"

    Bai Zhen didn't speak.

    When the two walked downstairs and returned upstairs, Zhao Bowen and the nuclear industry project team had already quarreled. To be precise, it was Lao Zhao who was unilaterally cursing people.

    Lao Zhao is Lao Zhao, and he doesn't hesitate to face Party A, and he can still scold him.

    "This risk must be taken!" Old Zhao was getting angry, "Politics is politics, physics doesn't talk to you about politics!"

    The nuclear industry project team was very helpless. They tried to appease Zhao Bowen: "Director Zhao, calm down first, we can't do anything about it. The higher-ups asked for it, and it involves nuclear weapons. This is not a trivial matter, and it must not be sloppy."

    "Waiting over there!" Zhao Bowen pointed to the door of the bedroom, blushing with a thick neck, "The little girl is under mortal threat and may be discovered by the swordsman at any time. Every minute is precious.  If the warplane is delayed and ultimately leads to uncontrollable consequences, who can take responsibility? You, me, everyone present, who can take responsibility?"

    "Director Zhao, youyou sit down first, and talk about it if you have something to say, there is nothing you can't talk about."

    "Talk! Talk! What time is there to talk!"

    "Director Zhao, uu reading &lt;a href=&quot;<a href="http://www.uukanshu.com&quot;" target="_blank">http://www.uukanshu.com&quot;</a> target  =&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;<a href="http://www.uukanshu.com&lt;/a&gt;" target="_blank">www.uukanshu.com&lt;/a&gt;</a> We didn’t say no  You guys do it, the problem is that you haven’t come up with a reliable plan, have you?” The nuclear work project team was a little wronged, “Take a step back and say that using time capsules is an unreliable plan for you.  It is built into the wall, and there is no way to follow the double-blind principle of slow time passing, so the final result is likely to fail, and failure is also a delay in the war opportunity?"

    Zhao Bowen misfired.

    Indeed, he couldn't come up with any reliable solutions himself.

    They only used the slow-delivery solution built into the wall once, which was to bury the time capsule deep in the stone at the gate of Plum Blossom Villa, but bg4msr couldn't take it out by doing this, the more closed and stronger it was buried, and it was delivered to the destination  The greater the probability, the more difficult it is to take it out. If a thick layer of reinforced concrete is used, it cannot be opened without destructive means. Not to mention that the girl has no such means at all, even if she has,  As a result, there is a high probability that the key is also destroyed during the demolition process.

    If the seal is not tight enough and you just dig a hole in your own wall to hide it, then it may not be able to successfully pass the screening of the large filtering mechanism.

    Old Zhao frowned tightly, this little thing is really a big trouble.

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 Text Chapter 58: Bring Two Bottles of Moutai

    We are all familiar with vlbi, the full name is very-long-baselierferometry, translated into Chinese is very long baseline interferometry technology, using multiple radio telescopes to form a virtual telescope with a larger aperture, which is quite commonly used in the fields of astronomy and aerospace engineering  Observation means, in the first half of 2019, eht used eight radio telescopes distributed around the world to form a huge virtual telescope with an aperture close to the diameter of the earth, and took the first black hole photo in human history-this is the first time in human history.  The strongest eye, but this record is about to be broken by the 1220 Global Joint Observation Task Force.

    They proposed the concept of continuation of coherence on the asynchronous time axis. The simultaneity required by vlbi is no longer necessary, and the same telescope on different space-time coordinates can also synthesize images. The mission team uses the revolution of the earth itself to move the telescope.  The sun revolves once, and draws a great circle with a diameter of two astronomical units, and this great circle will become the virtual aperture of the telescope. This is definitely the largest super project in human history, but the operator behind it is no longer manpower, but  The gravitational pull of the sun.

    For a great project, its core driving force must have a great source.

    With such a long observation baseline, it seems petty to be called very long, so it is called very very very long.

    Once the plan is successful, we will completely remove the myopia, astigmatism and cataract that is inherent in human civilization, and human cognition of the outside world will go up a big step!

    The astronomy group said excitedly on the podium.

    At the same time, it can also provide support for the Hedgehog Project or the Human Cannon Project.

    "When will this telescope be launched?" someone asked below.

    The person in charge of the astronomy group thought for a while and raised three fingers.

    "Three days." He said, "Three days later, that is, at midnight on January 3, all radio telescopes in suitable locations around the world will be turned on simultaneously, thus starting a one-year observation mission."

    "Do you have the confidence to see the target clearly?"

    "Comrades, our goal is not only to see it clearly, but also to find a way to deal with it and contribute to the final victory of mankind."

    The audience applauded thunderously.

    Old Zhao Shuo was snoring like thunder in the last row.

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    On the other side, melon seeds are still being cracked in the headquarters.

    "No matter what you want to do, you have to follow the framework of the three laws of slow time travel. Specifically, at the operational level, it is necessary to be double-blind, weaken the purpose, reduce the amount of information carried, and receive only on the premise that the transmission has become an established fact.  It is possible to receive the goods." Lao Bai chattered while eating melon seeds, "These are the pits we have stepped on. Here is the lesson from the past. Don't make the same mistakes again. Any attempt to challenge this iron rule will lead to failure."

    "We don't challenge it." The nuclear working group said, "I want to drink some water, these melon seeds are very salty."

    Wang Ning poured a glass of water and handed it to him.

    "Then I've finished what I should say." Bai Zhen clapped his hands, fell back and leaned on the sofa, "Brothers, the world is in danger, and it depends on you."

    The nuclear working group was taken aback.

    "Hey Team Leader Bai, what do you mean?"

    "It's not interesting, I just have nothing to do." Lao Bai, a dead pig, is not afraid of boiling water, "If you are tired, the world will be destroyed if it is destroyed, pull jb down."

    The nuclear working group realized that this person was different from Zhao Bowen. Lao Zhao was at the core of the team from the beginning to the end, and all the clues were driven by him. In fact, it was impossible for him to separate from the team, let alone shrink back.  , but Bai Zhen is different. Lao Bai's division of labor in the headquarters is responsible for playing the drums, and what he plays is to retreat. This guy is really putting his burden on the line when he is in a hurry. At this time, Zhao Bowen is not here, so he will not do it if he says he will not do it.  .

    The nuclear working group can only comfort with good words.

    "Don't try to persuade me, you guys forced me to do so." Wang Ning said, "If you want the plan to go ahead as scheduled, you must trust us, don't doubt the people you employ, and don't use the people you suspect, right? You must deal with us arbitrarily.  The power of this key Don't mention any state secrets, which piece of paper in this room is not a state secret?"

    Lao Wang took out a piece of draft paper from under his buttocks and slapped it on the coffee table.

    "This piece of paper is also a state secret, how rare is your unit's secret?"

    "We have absolutely no mistrust"

    "Then grant us the power to dispose of this key at will. Don't hold it tightly in your hand like now. You can't agree to anything." Wang Ning slapped the table hard to interrupt the other party, "Whether we take it  What you do, you have no right to ask, otherwise you will go back to your own home, each find your own mother, the world will be destroyed, let him go."

    "this……"

    &nbspTo be fair, the command had better succeed in one go.

    "Shouldn't we wait for Lao Zhao to come back and then find someone to hold a meeting? Brainstorm together, and everyone will gather firewood to make a high flame."

    "Old Zhao? Old Zhao is as good as a dick, but the three cobblers are really as good as Zhuge Liang?" Bai Zhen sneered, "If they had an idea, they would have given it to them long ago."

    He closed his eyes hard, covered his face with his hands, and yawned.

    "Old Wang, think about the three laws of slow passage of time, think about it."

    Wang Ning was taken aback.

    "What is the first law?" Bai Zhen asked.

    "The sending party must know all the information about the slow delivery, that is to say, the status of the goods used for delivery must be certain, and the behavior of slow delivery must become an established fact, so that the recipient can receive the goods." Wang Ning replied  .

    "What is the second law?"

    "The sender cannot be the same person, and should be double-blind or even multi-blind. Why do you ask this?"

    "Ask casually, maybe there is something famous in it?" Bai Zhen sat up slowly and poured himself a glass of water, "Seven billion people in the world have the deepest understanding and understanding of these three laws.  Well, if we can’t do it, no one can think of a way.”

    "It's just a frame."

    "Yes, it is a framework. All our actions have to be carried out within this framework. Think again, Lao Wang, and think about the first law. Is it just a framework?" Bai Zhen held his water glass and frowned.  Wrinkle, "Take the sender as the origin of the coordinate system. The sender must become an established fact before the recipient can receive the goods. Old Wang, can it be reversed?"

    "What are you daydreaming about?"

    Wang Ning rolled his eyes.

    "We have tried it. It is impossible to dig first and then bury. This violates the first law. The world does not allow it to happen, so it must fail. The order of sending and receiving on the time axis cannot be reversed."

    "The order of the two established facts of key sending and key receiving cannot be reversed on the time axisbut there is another established fact that can be used in front of us, Lao Wang, which can provide such an environment, a microelectronic device  An environment that is not easily damaged." Bai Zhen put down the water glass, "I see."

    "Do you have an idea?"

    "Yes, but I can't tell you, it will be invalid if I tell you."

    "Then you want to do it alone?" Wang Ning was taken aback, "How do you want to be double-blind?"

    "Go and get me two bottles of Moutai.?

 Text Chapter 59: It’s been so long, it’s been so hard

    Latest website: Wang Ning called Xiao Zhu to buy a dozen of Jiang Xiaobai.

    Bai Zhen was furious: You use this to test the cadres?

    He was heartbroken. He was sacrificing his health for the future of all mankind. The survival of the whole world depends on me alone. How could he use this industrial alcohol to perfuse me?  I can't even match two bottles of Feitian Moutai?

    Lao Wang took out 75% medical alcohol from his bag and put it on the coffee table. You choose one.

    Bai Zhen, I'll pick industrial alcohol.

    He hugged Jiang Xiaobai into his arms, then drove Lao Wang out, all the way out of Plum Blossom Villa.

    "Do I need to be so far away?" Wang Ning was a little surprised when he was pushed out of the gate of the Meihuashanzhuang community, "Old Bai, what exactly do you want to do?"

    "I want to send the key." Bai Zhen turned around and went back, took out Jiang Xiaobai's glass bottle from his coat pocket, unscrewed the cap and took a sip.

    "What about me?" Wang Ning called after his back.

    "Go do what you like!" Bai Zhen hiccupped, raised his arm and waved, "You are not allowed to come back before eight o'clock tonight, and you will do the same with Lao Zhao and my son, from now until eight o'clock in the evening  , Send people to block the entrance and exit of Plum Blossom Villa, and no one is allowed to enter or exit!"

    Wang Ning looked at his back and disappeared behind the green belt, scratching his head, what kind of medicine is sold in this gourd?

    Bai Zhen returned home, sat down on the sofa, raised his legs and faced the empty and messy living room, and sat there motionless.  This room has not been so quiet for a long time. Since the establishment of the Nanjing headquarters, Lao Bai’s house has almost become a public place. Zhao Bowen and Wang Ning can’t stay here permanently, and there are also the heads of various project teams.  clerks of government departments, administrative departments, and the military often come to the door, so more and more documents and materials are piled up in the living room, more and more telephones are placed on the dining table, and colorful cables are coiled in a circle on the floor.  Walk around, watching your feet so you don't trip.

    At this time, the living room was suddenly empty, and Bai Zhen felt strange.

    Is this my home, or the Nanjing headquarters?

    In the past, at the end of a day's work, when the people in the headquarters came home from get off work, Bai Zhen would subconsciously get up as well, as if he came here for work, and besides, there was another home waiting for him in Nanjing.

    Lao Bai sat there silently, taking another sip of liquor.

    Really rare.

    It seems that only when the world is destroyed can he have a chance to drink.

    But what is the destruction of the world?

    As the saying goes, there is nothing difficult in this world, as long as there is a will for those who have a heart. Let us concentrate our efforts on major events, and the Nanjing Command will concentrate our efforts on major events. Human potential is unlimited, and human subjective initiative can determine the direction of history, people!  The people are the only factor that determines the direction of history!  What are big eyes?

    Reactionaries!  Also dare to try to block the footsteps of the masses of the people!

    The wine is coming up.

    Bai Zhen guessed that it was almost done, got up and opened the drawer of the TV cabinet, took out the tool box, turned and entered Bai Yang's bedroom.

    The legendary ham shortwave radio sits on a shelf amidst a tangle of tangled cables, and over the past few months they've designed enough peripherals for the old antique to handle multiple data transmission requirements  , Lao Bai unplugged them all, and took out the radio carefully.

    The first law of slow time delivery stipulates that from the perspective of the sender, the order of sending and receiving cannot be reversed, that is, it is impossible for the girl to receive the key first, and Bai Zhen to send it later.  No one can guarantee that the delivery of the key is 100% successful. No matter what method is used in Nanjing in 2019, the established fact that "the other party has received the key" cannot be formed.

    But there is another established fact that can be exploited.

    That is "the other party received an amateur shortwave station".

    This is an established fact, firmly nailed to the time axis by fate, it is a communication tool to connect the present and the future, it is the basic condition for the establishment of the three laws of time slow delivery, and it is also the only one that can be guaranteed to be delivered to the girl  Stuff, if you want to design exam questions to answer, then it will be the only place you can do essays.

    The Three Laws of Slow Time Travel is not only a code of conduct and a framework, it is also a method and a means.

    Will use time.

    Bai Zhen took out the screwdriver from the tool box.

    His brain is transparent and sober. This is a symptom of drinking too much. Alcohol is the lubricant of the nerves. The fully lubricated gears in the brain are turning crazily, and sparks can be ground out. Bai Zhen who drinks too much can relax easily.  Taking apart old televisions and antique shortwave radios is a piece of cake.

    He is not worried about tearing it down, this thingIt has been demolished twice, and the station is still operating normally after 20 years, which means that his actions at this moment will not cause any damage.

    There has never been such a moment, Lao Bai can clearly feel the existence of time, he knows where it comes from, and where it goes, he knows what he is doing, and he is interpreting the predestined story.

    ? What you see, think, and do is history.

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    At eight o'clock that night, a group of people gathered at the gate of the Meihuashanzhuang community finally got the release order. Lao Zhao Laowang and his party climbed up to the eighth floor, opened the door and rushed in, only to find that Bai Zhen was sprawling on the sofa.  All empty glass wine bottles.

    "Damn it!" Zhao Bowen was taken aback, "Drinking like this, I'm dying!"

    Bai Zhen was sent to the hospital overnight and was diagnosed with alcoholism.

    In the hospital, a large group of people escorted them all the way, and they treated them as wine and meat friends. Every year during the New Year’s Day holiday, some people are sent to the hospital for alcohol poisoning. If you drink this way, you will not die, but you will also suffer from liver damage.  .

    Gu Yu

    Lao Bai was a little conscious, and saw a large circle of people surrounding the hospital bed from left to right.

    "Is it done?" Wang Ning sat on the head of the hospital bed and asked, "Is it done?"

    "What?" Bai Zhen half-lyed on the hospital bed and was on an IV drip, dazedly, "What happened?"

    Wang Ning turned his head and nodded towards Zhao Bowen: "It's done."

    Old Zhao came over and patted Bai Zhen on the shoulder, "Leave the rest to us, you have a good rest."

    The latter grabbed his wrist subconsciously and blurted out: "Hurry up."

    After finishing, his eyes were blank, not knowing where the words came from, Zhao Bowen took a deep look at him, nodded and led the people away, the ward was empty, only his mother wrung the towel beside him.

    "Drinking too hard and in a hurry, I almost got severe alcohol poisoning." My mother threw the towel on the bed and sighed, "You can do this kind of thing when I'm not around for a day."

    "The situation is compelling, there is no other way." Bai Zhen smiled frightenedly.

    "Be honest, be lenient when you confess, and be strict when you resist." My mother moved a chair and sat there, not arrogant.

    "I can't confess, I'm broken, and I get a severe headache when I recall it." Lao Bai pressed his forehead, frowned, and gasped, "You know I have this problem. Drinking will definitely break the picture. The more you drink, the worse the break."

    "Is it very important?"

    "It's very important." Bai Zhen said, "It's very important."

    He didn't lie, Bai Zhen really couldn't remember what he did this afternoon.

    He still vaguely remembers the idea and plan, where he hid the key, but he can't recall the specific details, and he can't remember whether he really did it. Fragmentation is such a strange experience.  It was another person who was acting. This afternoon, in order to ensure his double-blindness, that Bai Zhen recklessly poured himself alcohol, which resulted in alcoholism.

    Lao Bai had a splitting headache and cursed himself for being an idiot two hours ago.

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    Bai Zhen definitely doesn't remember what happened to him and Ban Xia.

    He guessed that he only reported the location briefly, but in fact he dragged the girl out of tune for an hour with her tongue out.

    "Oh, at that time I was still focusing on family planning. Those who eat public food should of course lead by example, otherwise I also want a girl, hehe."

    "It's good to have only one child, it's good to have only one child."

    "Am I an old driver, I drive around the city every day, if you come, I will take you around every day, every day, no lie, every alley in Nanjing, from Pukou to Gulou to Jianye to Jiangning  I know everything, I can go wherever I go, without navigation.”

    "You walk sideways! Just walk sideways, we're covering you!"

    "In the whole of Nanjing, the provincial party secretary is the first,; the municipal party secretary is the second, and I am the third."

    "Hey? The key? Yes yes yes yes, the key! No, I almost forgot, the key has already been delivered, I will tell you now, where can I find the key"

    Ban Xia took off the earphones in a daze.

    In the dark, she took a deep breath, bit her lips again, held the sides of the radio with both hands, lifted it halfway off the table, and shook it gently.

    Faint "jingling" that seems to exist and does not seem to exist.

    Ban Xia moved closer and swayed again.

    jingle jingle.

    She is very familiar with this sound. It has existed since Ban Xia got the radio station. She thought it was the aging parts falling off, so she didn't dare to move it arbitrarily.

    The girl wobbled again.

    jingle jingle.

    jingle jingle.

    Really crisp.

    Ban Xia raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, she slowly buried her head, leaning her forehead gently on the radio, and closed her eyes.

    It turns out that you have been here all along.

    Really long.

    Really hard work.

    very nice.

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    The girl wobbled again.

    jingle jingle.

    jingle jingle.

    Really crisp.

    Ban Xia raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, she slowly buried her head, leaning her forehead gently on the radio, and closed her eyes.

    It turns out that you have been here all along.

    Really long.

    Really hard work.

    very nice.

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 Text Chapter 60 Gentle Nuclear Bomb

    Ban Xia turned on the flashlight, carefully unscrewed the screws, and took off the casing of the radio.

    A small silver key was glued to the inner wall of the radio case, and there was also a yellowed note on it, on which a drunk man wrote crookedly: New Year's Day gift for you.

    This is really a generous gift.

    She put the key in the palm of her hand and looked at it. This thing was not much bigger than her thumb, but it was not light. It was heavy, with a smooth silver metal shell, like a U disk, with a socket at one end, and the socket was covered by a white translucent  The plastic cover was sealed. She took off the cover and sniffed near the key socket.

    no taste.

    It's hard to imagine that this thing has been on the radio, in the room, within reach, with her, for so many years.

    In the countless days and nights in the past, the girl ate and slept with it. They were obviously old friends who had been with each other for many years, but she just got to know it.

    "Get to know each other." Banxia pinched it, raised it up, closed one eye and said playfully, "Mr. Key, you have lived with me for so many years, and you won't be charged the rent."

    Hiding the key in an amateur radio station is the only way to fully satisfy all requirements, and Lao Bai is well aware of this. If there is any microelectronic device that can still work normally after twenty years, there is no  The question is the two-to-five turn in Bai Yang's bedroom, which means that the internal environment of the radio station has remained stable for twenty years. As long as the mainboard of the radio station is not damaged, the key will not be damaged.

    Lao Bai succeeded, even though he was vomiting and diarrhea in the hospital at the moment, and couldn't remember what he did.

    The last piece of the puzzle of this nuclear strike operation spanning two decades has finally been completed.

    That night, neither the drunk Bai Zhen nor the pleasantly surprised Ban Xia had time to think about such a question:

    If Bai Zhen asked Banxia to turn on the radio before hiding the key, then Banxia must not be able to find the key, and the sound might be a screw that fell off.

    And he told her the location after hiding the key, so the jingle became the key.

    Just a different sequence of actions may lead to two completely different consequences. If there is a parallel universe, then one pinellia opens the slow delivery and sees the key, while the other pinellia opens the slow delivery, and the same position is placed.  is the screw.

    What does this mean?

    This shows that the information has changed in the process of transmission. In the unobserved black box of Pinellia, the source of the sound may be in the superimposed state of the key and the parts, and the different information transmitted from 20 years ago made the radio station  The tinkling ghost here makes different choices and falls for different facts.

    In the process of communicating with the future, information is shaping reality.

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    36 hours before the nuclear bomb is expected to be unlocked.

    Valley though

    Sunlight came in through the gaps in the curtains of the French windows in the living room, creeping thinly onto Ban Xia’s dirty jeans. She sat cross-legged in the living room, chewing snacks. She learned how to use honey and  Pine gum is mixed and heated to make soft candies—the method of making these small snacks was taught by the headquarters, and the fathers of the headquarters found someone to form a team of survival experts to teach girls how to survive in the harsh natural environment  go down.

    But all they found were retired scouts. These people are proficient in how to survive in the wild. They mastered skills such as how to use zipper pullers and cans to make fishhooks, how to remove the speakers of old mobile phones to make a compass, and how to drill wood  Fire It is obvious that Banxia's living environment is not that bad. She lives in a ruined city, and there is a ready-made lighter for lighting.

    Ban Xia chewed the candy in her mouth, tore open a broken plastic bag, and rolled it into a rope.

    She is working hard to transfer supplies, packing food and drink tightly, tying them to the bicycle, and moving to the east. According to the guidance of the expert group, she should prepare enough food and fresh water for three days to one week.  Afterwards, try to stay away from the epicenter as far as possible, and within 72 hours after the nuclear explosion, you should not approach the epicenter within a radius of five kilometers. The straight-line distance from Xinjiekou to Meihua Villa is five kilometers.

    That is to say, after the nuclear explosion, she had to find a place to hide for a week, and she could not go home until a week later.

    There are several options for this temporary hiding place. Nanjing Agricultural University, Nanjing University of Science and Technology, or Jiangsu Academy of Agricultural Sciences. Colleges and universities will be good places to stay. Before the end of the world, a university campus is a small society with relatively rich and complete functions.  Pinellia can find a classroom or student dormitory to live in. Of course, there is someone who recommends Southeast University. Someone in the expert group is from Southeast University and has disregard for the facts of his alma mater.?With deep feelings, I proposed to be ruthlessly passed by the headquarters.

    "We are still studying the radiation dose remaining in the urban area after the nuclear explosion." Bai Yang said to the girl, "to ensure that it will not have a significant impact on your health, over."

    "What will be the impact?"

    "Radiation sickness, and cancer, over."

    "cancer?"

    "Yes, long-term exposure to ionizing radiation can cause cancerous changes in body tissues, that is, malignant tumors. You can understand it as a lump growing in the body, which cannot be cured, almost terminally ill, over."

    "Long term? How long is the long term?"

    "Two or three years, or three or four years."

    "It's still early." Ban Xia was relieved, "Three years, so old man, why should I worry about what will happen in three years?"

    She felt that three years was too long, too far away to stand on tiptoe, who would worry about what would happen in such a distant future?

    This is not a world where years can be used as a unit to count time. She can only think about what she will do in three days, what she will do in thirty days, up to three hundred days, and no further.

    Panting, the girl carried the things downstairs and piled them up in the stairwell, then stood there with her hands on her hips and clapped her hands to count. There were salted fish, bacon, wild vegetables, and several large kettles, all tied tightly with cable ties.  Hanging tightly on both sides of the back seat of the bicycle, thinking about it, does she really need to eat so much in seven days?  She is not a pig.

    But Bai Yang told her to bring more. He said that food can also be contaminated by radiation, and that contaminated things cannot be eaten, and eating them may cause internal radiation.

    Compared with Bai Yang, who talked about nuclear discoloration, Pinellia was much calmer. Once she heard that the impact of the nuclear bomb explosion on her could be reflected at least in years, the girl was fearless and even wanted to hum a song  , There are so many terrible things in this world that can take your life in an instant. Compared with them, nuclear bombs are really gentle.

    No wonder they called her Miss Qiu.

    Ban Xia took out the key from her pocket, it was cold, and for some reason, it couldn't cover her body with it.

    The countdown to the nuclear bomb is expected to enter the final 24 hours before it is unlocked.

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 Text Chapter 61 The Last Twenty-Four Hours

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    At two o'clock in the morning on January 1, 2020, according to the Gregorian calendar, it has been two hours since the human world entered a new year. When the sun rises, people will usher in a leisurely three-day New Year's Day holiday.

    And the Nanjing Command's action plan has entered the final 24-hour countdown, which will be the busiest New Year's Day in their lives.

    "One group, turn two holes and complete four orbit changes. The estimated time is January 1st at 03:24 to pass through Nanjing City, Jiangsu Province. The mid-heaven altitude is 80°. Zijinshan Communication Center data distribution, Beijing Guizhou double disaster recovery backup, completed  .”

    "The second group reported that the three full-process simulation exercises of the Xinjiekou wireless camera have been completed, the clarity is normal, and the recognizability is normal. It is over."

    "Three groups of reports, the fifth batch of the sixth unconventional simulated nuclear test is over, and the range of thermal damage, detonation waves, and electromagnetic pulse damage has not exceeded expectations, and it is over."

    "Four groups report, the third independent electromagnetic pulse damage test is over, the expected strength is not exceeded, and no obvious damage is caused to the radio station, it is over."

    "Two for three holes! Two for three holes!" Zhao Bowen was commanding in the living room, copying the phone and urging, "When will your server be repaired?"

    "We have to ask the Shenyang municipal government about this! We are also urging it!"

    "What's the matter with Shenyang municipal government?" Zhao Bowen was taken aback.

    "They dug up the fiber optic cable last night while building the road, and they are rushing to repair it overnight."

    Bai Yang sat motionless in the dark, staring blankly with his forehead propped up, the lights were not turned on in the bedroom, and the command center was too busy to take care of him.  I couldn't hear it clearly, I just felt that there was a commotion outside.

    As the core member of the project team, most of the time, Bai Yang is unplanned. He does not need to hold meetings all night, quarrel with others, and fly from Nanjing to Shanghai and then from Shanghai to Beijing within a day.  Then fly from Beijing to Lanzhou, there are no documents for him to approve, no materials for him to write, he just needs to sit in front of the desk and sit there all the time ?

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    Maybe no one really believes how much responsibility a high school student can take on. Maybe his father, Uncle Zhao and Uncle Wang, protected him too well. Bai Yang was just trapped in the torrent, stumbling into 2020 from 2019  ——When other peers were watching the New Year's Eve party at station b, he sat silently in the dark in a daze, staying in a daze for a long time.

    Forsythia cared about his condition and asked him how he felt?

    Bai Yang said that he thinks the world is a big complex, knotted, cold and slippery snake, so chaotic that you can't see the clues, you are driven forward by it and roll crazily, wherever you roll.

    Forsythia asked what else?

    Bai Yang said that he could no longer see the future of this plan clearly, and he didn't know where to gain confidence in an action that could not see the future clearly And Dad, Uncle Wang, Uncle Zhao and everyone in the team, they  Is it possible to see the future of this plan?

    Forsythia shook her head, then hugged him tightly.

    Bai Yang was stunned, a little dazed.

    I can't give you confidence.

    Forsythia said.

    I can only give you a hug.

    At 10:10 am on January 1, 2041, the nuclear bomb is expected to count down 16 hours before it is unlocked.

    Lie down!

    Ban Xia rolled on the spot, lying on the ground with her back against the wall, her hands behind her head, her head buried in her chest, her eyes closed and her breath held.

    After a while, she got up and did it again.

    Lie down!

    Pinellia's self-defense when practicing nuclear explosions.

    The expert group of the China Nuclear Industry said that she should be at least five kilometers away when the nuclear explosion occurred. This distance is completely beyond the killing range of Ms. Qiu.  The road surface is burnt to glass, and the girls who stay at Nanjing Agricultural University or Nanjing University of Science and Technology can at most watch the excitement (of course, don't really watch it).

    ?As long as you prepare a raincoat, mask and goggles, Ban Xia will hardly be threatened by staying in the wind. Ms. Qiu can't hurt her at all. This is from a professional ?

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    The optimism of the people - the experts say it's no big deal, but it will be very bright and loud, and the tone of the understatement seems to be setting off a big firecracker.

    But non-professionals are scared to death when they hear the word nuclear bomb. In the inherent concept of people like Lao Bai and Lao Wang, nuclear weapons belong to the category that just one explosion can destroy a city.Nuclear radiation will cause severe radiation sickness and cancer to the people in the city. Under the strong request of the Nanjing headquarters, Ban Xia must complete self-protection training.

    "Find the basement. The underground is the safest. It is best to find a building with a higher structural strength. Now, new houses with a frame structure are basically required to be able to withstand a magnitude 7 earthquake, which is completely sufficient."

    "When a nuclear explosion occurs, lie down with your back to the center of the explosion. The detonation wave is supersonic. It will cause a huge pressure difference in a short period of time, so your ears will hurt. Remember not to close your mouth to death."

    "Don't rush to stand up after the explosion, just hide for a few more hours."

    "Don't be curious to see it. Although it is a rare spectacle once in a hundred years, don't look at it. It's really bright and hurts your eyes."

    "Be sure to close your eyes."

    Gu Mao

    At 4:20 pm on January 1, 2020, the nuclear bomb is expected to count down 10 hours before it is unlocked.

    "Comrades, the third phase of the Dongfanghong Project has finally come to the final step. This is the result of everyone's joint efforts." Old Zhao didn't know who he was talking to, and waved his fists in front of the camera. "Everyone is sleepless these days.  Working together, staying the course, against all odds, we're groping in the dark."

    It seems that this is the final pre-war mobilization.

    "Regardless of success or failure, this will be a great day, and it will be an unprecedented pioneering work. Looking back at the 30,000 years of human history, there has never been such a plan, such an action, to gather the top great wisdom of all mankind,  Save humanity itself at all costs."

    "In the past thousands of years, those bright and shining stars in history were born for today. Those great people, why did they come to this world ?

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    ?  Now we know that they came to the world to pass on the knowledge, spirit and strength to us, and let us complete this great mission. No one is fighting alone.  "

    "Comrades, everything is ready, success or failure depends on it."

    Zhao Bowen raised his fist high.

    "Tonight we will execute the last step of the plan. If it goes well enough, we will eliminate the swordsman within the next twenty-four hours!"

    "We have survived and multiplied on this planet for three million years. Now, it is time to show the strength of our race. We firmly believe that nothing can defeat us."

    "For all mankind."

    "For??the??human!"

    At 6:30 pm on January 1, 2020, the nuclear bomb is expected to count down 8 hours before it is unlocked.

    "Take a deep breath." Forsythia said.

    Bai Yang nodded and took a deep breath slowly.

    "Sister Qiao."

    "Um?"

    "How do you think this story will end?"

    Forsythia froze for a moment.

    "Whose story are you referring to?"

    "Ours, and hers." Bai Yang replied.

    "I don't want to have only five years to live. No matter what the future holds, struggle as long as you can. Living is worse than dying." Lian Qiao smiled, "As for Miss, what kind of person do you think she is?"

    Bai Yang hesitated for a moment.

    "Is she working hard?"

    Bai Yang nodded.

    "Isn't she cute?"

    Bai Yang nodded again.

    "The fate always favors the hardworking and lovely people." Lian Qiao said, "If I were the god of fate, I would hold her in my arms and kiss her enough. How could I have the heart to hurt her? Everyone in the world would die  She is the only one who survived, and the world's love and blessings for her are really enviable."

    "Is living alone in this world considered a blessing?"

    "Could it be a curse? Is there anything more important than being alive ?

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    want?  If living is also a curse, then I hope this curse can last me 10,000 years.  "Lian Qiao shrugged, baring her teeth and claws, a bit funny.

    Bai Yang also laughed.

    "She will be happy, I assure you." Lian Qiao said, and then she scratched her head again, "Although my promise is useless, I still want to promise that she will be happy."

    At 8:40 p.m. on January 1, 2041, the nuclear bomb is expected to count down for 6 hours before it is unlocked.

    "Bg, I'm ready and I'm leaving right now."

    "This is bg4mxh, received, good luck, over."

    The last step of the third phase of the Dongfanghong Project is officially launched. The only chess piece of human society in the doomsday world begins to move. She will be a killer in a desperate situation. Everyone has high hopes for her.  In the plan, she will lead all mankind to complete the final shocking reversal and make a complete comeback.p; The last step of the third phase of the Dongfanghong Project is officially launched. The only chess piece of human society in the doomsday world begins to move. She will be a killer in a desperate situation. Everyone has high hopes for her.  In the ideal plan, she will lead all mankind to complete the final shocking reversal and make a complete comeback.

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    "Hey, wait for me to drink your saliva. The interrogated prisoners in the bureau must also drink their saliva?" Faced with the pressure from the surrounding people, Lao Zhao calmly picked up the water glass from the coffee table and drank it.  He took a big breath, then let out a long sigh of relief, and patted his thigh hard, "But I'm so fucking exhausted, it's finally done, it's worth all my hard work, you know how many miles I've traveled and how many people I've found  , How many times have you been shut down, how many kowtows, how many connections have you used?"

    "We don't care about these, I just want to know what you did." Wang Ning said.

    "Speak, be lenient when confessing, and be strict when resisting!" Bai Zhen said righteously and sternly.

    "What kind of attitude" Zhao Bowen rolled his eyes, "You all have to thank me, you know? If I hadn't pushed forward with all my might, I don't know how long this matter would take. The people at the Eighth Academy would hate me to death, because  I and the others worked overtime for a weekCome on, applaud! Everyone applaud! I won’t say anything unless the applause is warm.”

    Wang Ning, Bai Zhen, Bai Yang and the others had no choice but to applaud.

    "A little more enthusiasm! A little more enthusiasm!"

    Others slapped their hands red, but Zhao Bowen was still not satisfied, and got angry, "You dick, are you finished?"

    "Hey, pay attention to quality, how can you swear in front of children?" Zhao Bowen fell back, collapsed on the sofa, and said leisurely, "In fact, I only did one thing, set off fireworks for that little girl."

    "Go on."

    "Yang Yang, do you still remember the three laws of slow passage of time we discussed before?" Zhao Bowen's eyes fell on Bai Yang, who was stunned and nodded.

    "Remember."

    "The three laws of slow passage of time, to sum up, the root is to weaken the purpose, right? If the purpose is greatly weakened, the big filter can be fooled." Zhao Bowen explained, "But this kind of statement is too vague  , only reference value, no practical use, so after I went back that day, I started to think about this problem, I hoped to find a mathematical method to describe this mechanism, and then I visited some old friends to discuss this problem with them, and finally  We came up with a model, a formula, the model is very complicated, and it was constructed with the help of Shanghai Jiaotong University’s supercomputer. There are three most important parameters in the model, one is correlation, one is time distance, and the other is space distance. If we  Draw it as a simple coordinate system"

    Zhao Bowen straightened up, picked up the pen on the coffee table, and drew a Cartesian coordinate system on a piece of draft paper. The horizontal axis is l, which represents spatial distance, the vertical axis is t, which represents time distance, and the distance from the origin represents correlation.

    "We have simulated and constructed many scenes, and used convolutional neural networks to learn. The method is simple and crude, but very effective. AI's judgment speed is much faster than that of the human brain."

    Zhao Bowen began to make dots on the coordinate system, and then straightened the draft paper to show the surrounding people. He evenly made densely packed small dots in the first quadrant of the coordinate system.

    "Each point is a scene, an event, and an experiment. They are discrete and have no relationship with each other."

    "We input all of them into the model for calculation and perform the first screening. The criterion for this screening is whether the time-traveling can pass through the large filter. The result of the first screening is as follows."

    Zhao Bowen drew a diagonal line in the coordinate system, from the high point of the vertical axis to the far point of the horizontal axis.

    "The parts below this line all fail. They are too strongly related to the origin and too purposeful, and will be captured by the filter. Only the part above this line is far enough away from the origin to escape the filter."

    "The farther the event is from the origin, the less relevant it is to the origin. The lower the relevance, the lower the purpose." Zhao Bowen explained, "This is in line with our human intuition, right? The farther away from you,  The less likely it is to be associated with you, a supernova explosion on the edge of the Milky Way will have nothing to do with everyone here at the moment."

    "So the optimal solution to this problem is the point opposite the origin?" Bai Yang asked, "That point is the farthest in both space and time, so its purpose is the weakest."

    "Wrong, next we will conduct a second screening."

    Zhao Bowen waved his hand and drew a line on the coordinate system again, very close to the first line and parallel to each other.

    "The goal of this screening is whether time travels slowly and can be recovered. Pay attention to the second line. Although the part above this line can escape the big filter, it will be lost in the  In the vast world, it will never be found.” Zhao Bowen explained, while smearing shadows with a pen on the part between the two lines, “The end result is a very, very narrow interval between the two lines, below the lower limit will  Found by filter, higher than ?A little bit of work played a little role, for example, turning into a vicious dog to chase after them, for example, the big leader in the courtyard was his distant cousin.

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    The next day.

    Bai Yang was finally about to start testing the image transmission system. He carefully selected more than a dozen photos, covering all major scenic spots in downtown Nanjing. He also specially took He Leqin and Yan Zhihan to take a group photo. Brother He Young and Yan looked disgusted.

    Bai Yang returned home excitedly with his mobile phone, only to find that there were more people at home today than yesterday. If this is what Uncle Zhao said about thousands of troops, then he really did.

    Zhao Bowen stood in the living room, surrounded by people coming and going, some were wearing black coats, some were wearing camouflage uniforms, and some were wearing white protective clothing, goggles and masks. Bai Yang was stunned.  I thought there was a homicide in my home.

    He saw that these people were packing all the materials and equipment, including his old icom725 amateur radio, as if they were moving, but the people from the moving company were definitely not as neat as them, and the people in white protective clothing were moving in an orderly manner.  Unplug all the cables on the radio and tie it up, carefully put the radio into the foam box, and then close the box and lock it.

    Father and Uncle Wang stood aside with folded hands, looking at these people busy, with complicated expressions.

    "ZhaoUncle Zhao?"

    Bai Yang stood at the door and called out.

    "Huh? Yang Yang?" Zhao Bowen turned his head, "Are you back?"

    "What what is this doing?" Bai Yang asked.

    "Take everything away." A middle-aged man in black beside Zhao Bowen replied, "Your work is over, and more professional people will take over next."

    Bai Yang opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only squeeze the phone tightly in his hand. A man in black stood in front of him with a cardboard box. The two confronted each other for a while.  Filed out.

    They dug almost three feet into the ground, boxed and took away all possible useful things, not letting go of a small note.

    "Uncle Zhao, I" Bai Yang mustered up the courage to open his mouth, he wanted to say that he still had unfinished promises.

    "What's wrong Yang Yang?" Zhao Bowen turned his head.

    There were other people who turned their heads together with him, and those cold and stern eyes fell on Bai Yang, making his scalp tense.

    "nonothing."

    My work is over.

    Next, more professional people will take over.

    This is right, Bai Yang said to himself in his heart, it should be so, isn't this the result he has been hoping for?

    The strangers left quickly, and Zhao Bowen was the last one to leave. When he went out, he turned around and patted Bai Yang on the shoulder vigorously.

    "Yang Yang, you are doing very well."

    Bai Yang nodded silently.

    Zhao Bowen left, he took everything with him.

    Bai Yang stared blankly at the bright and spacious living room. The messy draft papers, materials, cables, and radio stations all disappeared, and even the floor became clean and smooth. Those people cleaned the house for them before they left.

    Father and Old Wang stood opposite each other, and Uncle Wang spread his hands helplessly.

    this is correct.

    Bai Yang said to himself.

    this is correct.

    But you will never see her again.

    You haven't even said goodbye to her yet.

    He gritted his teeth, turned around and chased him out, all the way downstairs.

    "Uncle Zhao——! Uncle Zhao——!"

    Zhao Bowen hadn't gone far, he just opened the car door, and before he got in the car, he stepped on the side of the car, "What's wrong, Yang Yang?"

    Bai Yang, who chased out of the apartment building, stopped panting, "Uncle Zhaocan you do me a favor?"

    "you say."

    "I made an appointment with her to let her see the world." Bai Yang said, "So can you help me pass the photos to her? I'll send them to you, and you help me pass them to her."

    Zhao Bowen was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Okay, it's a trivial matter, and I will take care of it."

    He got in the car and closed the door, and the car drove away.

    Bai Yang stood downstairs alone, and he chased him out without his coat on. The cold wind blew and it was bitterly cold. On November 15, 2019, the shadow of the end of the world seemed to be blown away by the wind suddenly, and even brought a certain girl out of his  Gone from life forever, parting comes so suddenly, without even giving you a chance to say goodbye ?

 Text, wait for me to hold another big chapter

    Come, let us poke a point in the historical coordinates of mankind.

    In 1887, east longitude 8 degrees 24 minutes, north latitude 49 degrees.

    Karlsruhe, a small German city.

    This is the northern gate of the lush Black Forest, where the Rhine River winds quietly. It is a quaint small town, with scattered buildings under the sun located among the green trees, patchwork.

    In this quiet and peaceful afternoon, the sunlight fell on the feet of young people through the gap in the curtains of a certain building at the University of Karlsruhe.

    The room was dimly lit, and there was a long wooden table on the floor.

    A cylinder is placed horizontally at the other end of the long table, and layers of copper wires are tightly wound on the cylinder. This is an induction coil.

    In the center of the long table is a pair of barbells placed horizontally—at least it looks like a barbell.

    There is a hollow copper ball the size of a human head at each end of the thing. The two copper balls are connected by a thin solid copper tube, which is about two meters long. At first glance, it looks like an elongated and thin barbell, but  It's not the same as a barbell, because the copper rod in the middle of it is broken in the middle, and there is a gap of two centimeters that divides the thing in two.

    The two hollow copper balls are respectively connected to the inductance coil behind with wires.

    The inductance coil is connected to the battery under the table with wires.

    Coupled with the open copper ring held in the young man's hand, then this set of equipment is complete.

    He knows exactly what each component in this set of equipment is for. The coil is a booster, which can boost the voltage of the weak battery to a high enough level, and the two copper balls are capacitors.  To accumulate charge, one side is the positive pole and the other is the negative pole. When the charge accumulated in the capacitors on both sides reaches a certain amount, the high-voltage current can instantly break through the air in the gap——

    The young man turned on the circuit switch.

    There was a soft "snap".

    Like lightning, a light blue arc danced in the gap in the center of the copper rod.

    It's not over yet.

    This is not the purpose of the experiment.

    He raised the c-shaped brass ring in his hand-the brass ring had a small opening, slowly approached the table, and then held his breath.

    One step, two steps, three steps

    There was a very subtle "pop" sound, which sounded like a ghost, but it didn't come from the experimental device on the table, but from the copper ring in the young man's hand.

    Transparent, elf-like weak electric sparks burst out in the opening of the C-shaped copper ring.

    He widened his eyes in surprise, and after unremitting efforts, he finally caught the invisible and intangible ghost floating in the air.

    In the dark, there is a mysterious pusher that transmits energy from the electric spark generator on the table to the copper ring in his hand. There is no wire, no medium, and no connection. This small independent copper ring  It was a miracle that flames danced on the ground.

    Maxwell's theory has been perfectly verified.

    On this day, human beings consciously sent out the first electromagnetic wave to the universe.

    This young man who taught at the University of Karlsruhe was named Heinrich Rudolf Hertz.

    This year, he was thirty years old.

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    Let's poke one more point in the historical coordinates of humanity.

    July 11, 1998.

    The Nanjing shortwave team composed of Bai Zhen, Wang Ning, and Zhao Bowen participated in the iaru shortwave world championships. They used an icom725 shortwave radio station, and under the scorching sun, they set up the radio station and antenna on Zijin Mountain.  A small table, starting at eight o'clock in the morning of the day, calls out.

    The antenna is a dipole antenna installed horizontally in the north-south direction. It is tied between two trees with a drawstring, which looks like a clothesline from a distance.

    "cq! cq! cq!" Bai Zhen held the mike in one hand and the pen in the other, speaking English soaked in his pickle jar, sitting on the channel and setting up a stall, "bravo-golf-four-mike-xray-  hotelcontest! bg4mxh! qsl?"

    "juliet-alfa-one-delta-charlie-kilo! ja1dck! qsl?" A clear reply came from the headset soon.

    Bai Zhen made an ok gesture and started to record the communication log.

    The other party's call sign is ja11

    What's behind it?

    "juliet-alfa-oneagain?" Bai Zhen had no choice but to ask him to report again.

    "juliet-alfa-one-delta-charlie-kilo! ja1dck!"

    The call sign starting with j is Japanese.

    No wonder my English is worse than mine.

    Bai Zhen thought silently in his heart, and at the same time replied: "roger! roger! yoZhen Zhen was admitted to the Department of Physics of Nanjing University in the same year when he joined the army. After graduating with a Ph.D., he stayed at the school to work. He is currently an associate researcher at the Nanjing Purple Mountain Observatory, and has been engaged in space physics and electromagnetic research so far.

    However, Wang Ning went around in circles for many years, and finally entered the office of the Nanjing Non-committee Committee as the person in charge of the radio monitoring station until today.

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    Let's finally poke a spot in the long river of time.

    Now.

    At this very moment.

    You are looking at the screen of your mobile phone - whether it is Apple, Huawei, Xiaomi, Samsung or ov, they are fundamentally no different from the C-shaped copper ring in Hertz's hand back then, all text, pictures, sounds and videos are modulated  It is converted into electromagnetic waves, passes through communication base stations and wireless routers, is received by mobile phone antennas, and then demodulated into signals that humans can understand, and then enters your eyes and ears.

    Every minute and every second in this world, long waves pass through the deep ocean, short waves oscillate on the ionosphere, and uv waves run rampant in the city. They form another world where we cannot see with the naked eye.

    Today, more than 130 years have passed since the first electromagnetic wave was captured by human beings in 1887. In theory, energy is conserved. The first electromagnetic wave sent by human beings is still oscillating in this universe, although it has decayed to nothing.  People can catch it, it is like a little ghost, wandering in this noisy world, it may cause a sudden jump of electrons in a component in the integrated circuit of your mobile phone, flash like a spark, so weak that it is beyond this universe,  No one could notice anymore.

    At that moment, you rubbed your sleepy eyes, and you would not realize that after a long time of 130 years, you received greetings from the young man named Hertz.

    This is a story about radio. This story happened in 2019. Nearly two years have passed. During the past two years, the author spent a lot of energy visiting and sorting out materials from various sources before I was a little confident in compiling it into a manuscript and publishing it to the public.  , and strive not to make big mistakes, if anyone sees my work, I hope Xiaohan.

    All characters in this article are pseudonyms.

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    ,

    Forsythia realized that Bai Yang's mood had changed significantly on New Year's Day.

    The two of them went out for a run in the early morning, circling the Crescent Lake. The temperature in the morning was below zero, and the air was crisp and cold. Forsythia was also wrapped in a wool scarf, but the upper body was a dark fleece turtleneck, and the lower body was sweatpants.  , is still the same capable, according to Lianqiao, she needs to keep her body flexible and agile, so she can't wrap herself into a Michelin tire person.

    Bai Yang only thought that she was showing off her figure, after all, this sister's figure was really good.

    The morning exercise every morning is the main communication time between the two. As a counselor, Lianqiao asked Bai Yang to tell her all the thoughts and activities of the whole day yesterday, including the night, including dreams.  Freud is a master of dream interpretation, no matter what Bai Yang dreams of, she can interpret it as youthful agitation, and no matter what the intention is, it can involve gender consciousness.

    Bai Yang said that he dreamed of a huge black moon falling from the sky, and Lian Qiao said solemnly that the big moon was a big round ball, and the big round ball was a big cup, face your own desires, young man.

    Forsythia also asked Bai Yang about the frequency of handicraft work recently. She said that the frequency and time of men's handicraft work is as important as the menstrual period of women. It can reflect the physical and mental health. The serious expression is like an experienced  Doctor Fu, but when Bai Yang hesitated to answer her, Lian Qiao laughed while clutching her stomach.

    Only then did Bai Yang come back to his senses, and was molested again.

    "Are you tired?" Lian Qiao estimated the distance she had run, climbed to the viewing platform by the lake and sat down, patted the seat next to her, "Sit down and have a rest."

    Bai Yang sat down panting, looking forward at the quiet dark lake.

    "Today is New Year's Day, happy new year." Forsythia said suddenly.

    Bai Yang froze for a moment, "Happy New Year to you too."

    "Remember to wish her a Happy New Year when I go back at night." Lian Qiao reminded, "Can you sing that song? Andy Lau and Zhang Weijian sang it. Bless you, every day will always be colorful"

    She herself can't remember all the lyrics, so she can only hum the tune.

    "What era is this song from?" Bai Yang frowned.

    "Haven't you heard of it?" Lianqiao snorted a few more times, "The spring breeze blows the mountains and flowers for you, and the autumn moon accompanies you flying thousands of miles in the sky, letting the splendor of Baiye seep into your sweet dreams, and the winter frost will not come."

    "I've never heard of it." Bai Yang yawned, "The songs you listen to must be older than me. My dad and the others should be familiar with them."

    "What's wrong with old songs? Old songs are classics that have passed the test of time." Lian Qiao changed the subject, "You yawning, what time did you fall asleep last night?"

    "Two o'clock."

    "This is impossible." Forsythia turned her head and held Bai Yang's cheeks with her hands, fixed his head, and then looked closely into his eyes, "Long-term insomnia and listlessness, it is difficult to maintain a working state."

    "Tell them about this, Uncle Zhao and the others have less rest time than me." Bai Yang blocked her hand, "The work intensity is also much greater than mine."

    "But I don't need to be responsible to them." Lian Qiao said seriously, "I only need to be responsible to you. Have you tried the method I taught you?"

    "Tried it."

    "Is it still like this?"

    "It's still the same." Bai Yang nodded.

    "Do you need me to make an appointment with a doctor for you?" Lian Qiao asked.

    "Do you think doctors work?"

    Forsythia was silent for a few seconds, took a deep breath, patted Bai Yang's shoulder hard, and forced out a bright smile: "Cheer up! There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge.  Advance in an orderly manner, you can't lose the chain at this time, Comrade Bai Yang, the core of the team!"

    "Uncle Zhao and the others are responsible to their superiors, and you are responsible to me, so who am I responsible to?" Bai Yang said.

    You are responsible to Missy.

    Someone answered this way.

    Bai Yang turned his head abruptly, and found that Lianqiao was thinking, but she wasn't talking just now.

    Bai Yang raised his hand and grabbed his hair. There was a sudden pain in the depths of his brain, and he whispered, "I am responsible for the eldest lady?"

    "Wellit's okay to say that, you are indeed responsible for her" Lian Qiao nodded, but before she could finish her sentence, she met the other's gaze, and there seemed to be a deep well in the depth of the gaze.  There is cold and bottomless water at the bottom, which surprised Lianqiao secretly. It is hard to imagine why a senior high school student has such eyes. Those eyes are clearly suspicious and scrutinizing. It seems to say: Can you really do this?  Responsible for her?  Do you really want to be responsible for her?

    Lian, the height of that thing is rapidly decreasing, and the target is very likely to be the Zifeng Building-these ghosts always have a soft spot for tall buildings.

    Twenty years ago, people designed this solid fortress underground. It cannot be penetrated by nuclear bombs.  It took only five minutes to dig through more than ten meters thick rock and soil, and broke through the first defense. When it penetrated the outermost reinforced concrete of the base, the alarm in the base sounded loudly, and the computer started a synchronized countdown.

    The computer predicted that the base would be dug through after nine minutes.

    And Banxia reckoned that before the swordsmen broke through all the defense lines and smashed the base into pieces, the damn progress bar might not reach 100%.

    If the first base is destroyed by it before the data transfer is completed, the plan may be in vain.

    She had to do something.

    It's good to fight for an extra minute.

    "This is a very interesting place. I regret that I didn't come here sooner. Bai Yang, Dad, Uncle Zhao, Uncle Wang and everyone, you are really good. You have done everything you want to do, and the nuclear bomb has also been delivered.  , the first base is also in operation, although there is no one here, and there is no food, but it is alive anyway, and can chat with the Tmall elves Tmall elves!"

    "Hello, I am Tmall Elf."

    Banxia tried to communicate with Tmall Elf many times. Sometimes Tmall Elf could understand her words, but sometimes she couldn't understand her words.

    For example, when Banxia asked it if it knew what a swordsman was, it couldn't understand it, and when Banxia asked if the camera on the computer could record video, it could give an affirmative answer.

    "I actually want to talk to it more, maybe it can become smarter by talking more, and it can become like a normal person Oh, bad, the alarm sounded again, it reminded me that the second defense was breached,  But the data has not been transmitted yet, can it be faster? I have to leave here. I regret that I can't get to know each other better with Tmall Elf. It is really pitiful, just as pitiful as Uncle Huang. You have to treat it well  it."

    Ban Xia finally confirmed that the data sending queue was normal, and closed the doors of the safes on the wall again. She had to do something to distract the swordsman from the base.

    "I think I'm really In the teacher's words, I'm really a model worker. I really did a lot of things, many things I didn't dare to think about before."

    "Of course this is all done with your help, especially Uncle Zhao, Dad and Uncle Wang, you are really amazing and very reliable, please accept my compliment again!"

    Ban Xia squatted down and fastened her shoelaces, then grabbed the cold ladder and climbed up again.

    "Bg, Bai Yang, I still have something to say to you, um I just wanted to tell you, but this video will definitely be seen by many people, forget it, just watch it, after I die  Regardless of the flood, I want to apologize to you, I'm sorry for yelling at you just now, but you are a boy, you get yelled at when you are yelled at, the teacher used to scold me every day."

    She climbed up the ladder step by step, through the narrow deep well.

    "This world is really complicated. I hesitated for a while when I sent the file just now. You said that if this can really save the world and overturn all the time, does it mean that I don't exist? Or  Said that I never existed? If this is the case, then you can't forget me, after all, I have helped you so much. "

    "Oh, I don't understand, it's too complicated, the world and time are too complicated, but complexity often means that there are many, many possibilities, bg, the reason I want to tell you specifically is because I think you will be sad in the future  , you are the kind of person who likes to hold things in your heart, don't say no, I have seen through you for such a long time, but since the world and time are such complicated things, so complicated that no one can understand,  Then bg, dear bg, dearest bg, dearest bg, you must have hope, in such a wide world and such a long time in the future, you must believe"

    When the ladder reached the top, the girl pushed open the manhole cover vigorously, and looked up to see the crimson sky.

    "We will see you again. ?

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    ,

    Somewhere, somewhere in the space and at that moment, there seemed to be a soft "pop!" sound.

    The video ends.

    Contact lost.

    All voices stopped abruptly

 Text Finale (3)

    ,

    A week later.

    Early in the morning, Lianqiao took Bai Yang to get up for morning exercises as usual. When they went downstairs, they saw buses lined up in the square of the community. A neat queue was preparing to board the bus. There were hundreds of people, and they were dressed in different clothes.  , but carrying their luggage neatly, calm and silent.

    "Oh" Bai Yang was a little surprised, "Who are these people?"

    Lian Qiao took a glance, "The Chinese People's Liberation Army detachment, the task is over, it should be withdrawn from the headquarters."

    "Commander?" Bai Yang said, "My house?"

    "Of course your home is the headquarters, but the headquarters is not just your home." Lian Qiao replied, she stretched out her hand and pointed around, "These are all the headquarters."

    "Have they been here all this time?"

    "It's always been there." Forsythia nodded.

    "I've never seen them before." Bai Yang was very surprised.

    "There are many more that you haven't seen."

    Lianqiao led Bai Yang to pass by the phalanx formation, Bai Yang turned his head to look at those people who were standing straight without looking sideways, it was strange to say, strictly speaking, these people fought side by side with him for a long time, but today is the first time  Meeting, perhaps the only time in this life, Bai Yang didn't even know where they had been hiding for several months, like water in a sponge, usually disappearing without making a sound, but it was only when he squeezed hard that he realized that there were so many of them.  .

    The two ran around Crescent Lake, and then leaned on the railing to rest.

    "Is there any news from the radio station last night?" Lian Qiao asked.  .

    "No."

    Bai Yang shook his head.

    "She just disappeared?" Lian Qiao asked.

    "She just disappeared." Bai Yang said.

    He looked at the lake, even though he had been thinking about it in his brain for a long time, thinking about it day and night, Bai Yang couldn't figure out why a person could disappear so without leaving a trace.

    Just like soap bubbles in the sun, they turn into air when touched lightly.

    "Missy is definitely still alive." Forsythia said.

    "Are you trying to say that she is still alive in our memory? There is no need to say this kind of slang" Bai Yang said sullenly, "I have accepted the fact that when a person is gone, she is gone.  What's the reason for meeting?"

    "No, I heard from Director Zhao, didn't he stop thatthat vvvlbi plan?"

    Speaking of vvvlbi, this unprecedented observation plan in human history was stopped at the last moment before its implementation. The headquarters called the immediate boss's immediate boss three levels in a row, and urgently issued an order to postpone the plan indefinitely.

    At midnight on January 3, 2020, the earth is still running on its orbit as usual for the past 4.6 billion years, and the wheel of fate silently rolls over this ordinary space coordinate at a speed of 30 kilometers per second  and timing, nothing happened.

    "Director Zhao said that the future is no longer certain, and it is unclear what will happen in the future." Lian Qiao continued, "From our point of view, with us as the origin of the coordinates, what kind of light cone will the future world line draw?  , only the future will know."

    Forsythia turned to look at him, speaking very seriously.

    "Do you really believe that, or are you trying to comfort me?" Bai Yang asked.

    "I really believe that." Lian Qiao nodded and added, "Missy also believes that, that's why she is so brave."

    "Obviously we forced it." Bai Yang curled his lips, "We are standing on the dry bank in a high-sounding manner, and naturally we can say all kinds of beautiful things.  The pursuit of the swordsman what did we do? It was just to support and encourage her spiritually, but who is the one who endures hardships? Who is the one who makes sacrifices?"

    Forsythia was silent for a while, then sighed.

    "Do you regret it?"

    "No." Bai Yang lowered his eyes, "II'm just very guilty."

    "Then feel guilty. I won't persuade you not to feel guilty. Everyone in this world owes her something, although she may not want it." Lian Qiao took a deep breath, "But the eldest lady is so strong and cheerful, she must hope  When you think of her, you can be happy."

    Forsythia turned her face to the lake, humming a melodious tune.

    "Have you heard this song?"

    Gu Gu

    "I have heard of it." Bai Yang said.

    "Ah, that's amazing, finally there is a song you've heard before." Lian Qiao was a little surprised, "It seems that your taste in music is not that bad."

    "It's simply because the song is not that old.?" Bai Yang rolled his eyes.

    Forsythia stopped talking, and continued humming her tune.

    Bai Yang filled in the lyrics in his heart.

    "Because I dreamed of you leaving,

    I woke up crying,

    See the night wind blowing across the window sill,

    Can you feel my love.  "

    There are more and more people doing morning exercises in the park. Many men and women pass by the path by the lake. In the clear and cold air in the winter morning, there are puppies barking faintly.

    "How many have loved you,

    youthful face,

    We can know who is willing to bear the years,

    relentless change,

    How many people have been in your life,

    Come and return,

    It can be seen that I have you all my life,

    I am always by your side.  "

    "Oh, by the way, I have something to tell you. Today is the last day for me to take you for morning exercises. My mission is completed and I have to evacuate the headquarters. The order came down last night." Lian Qiao turned her head and said to Bai Yang, "  The relationship has been transferred, and I will return to the team."

    "Huh?" Bai Yang froze for a moment, the news came out of nowhere.

    "Your special training is over, Comrade Bai Yang, you have performed very well. This counselor gave you the title of outstanding student." Lian Qiao pinched Bai Yang's cheek with a smile, "Why? Can't bear to miss my sister?"

    Bai Yang turned his head to one side.

    "Well I can't bear it."

    Lian Qiao hugged him vigorously, "There is always a banquet in life, little Bai Yang, I am very happy during this time working with you, parting will always come, but parting is for the next reunion, just like what the eldest lady said,  We'll see you too."

    She felt Bai Yang's shoulders trembling slightly, so she patted him on the back lightly.

    "Don't cry, your sister and I have soft ears. I can't see people crying. Wipe away your tears."

    "Um."

    Forsythia took a step back, put her hands on his shoulders with a smile, and lowered her head slightly.

    "Is there any parting gift for me?"

    Bai Yang fumbled up and down, took out a warm coin from her pocket, and put it in her palm.

    "What is this?" Forsythia carefully looked at the light yellow coin in her hand. Numbers and letters were engraved on the surface of the coin. "If I remember correctly, it is a Morse code practice coin, right?"

    "Well, it has been with me for a long time." Bai Yang nodded, "For you."

    "This gift is great!" Forsythia smiled happily, and happily put it in her pocket, "I will take good care of it!"

    Lianqiao was still so energetic and able to move, she came in a hurry, and walked quickly and neatly, Bai Yang stood there watching her go farther and farther along the path, Lianqiao walked far, far, suddenly turned around, warm  In the bright morning light, he stood up straight and saluted him with a bright smile.  The people who once met will go their separate ways, and they may never see each other again in this life. For a long time, Bai Yang's eyes were blurred with tears.

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    To be precise, "Nanjing" is not a breakthrough, but a summary.

    It is the same type of story as "Dead Fire", but on the basis of "Dead Fire", the story structure, language, and plot sections have been polished more carefully. After all, there is quite a lack of experience when writing "Dead Fire"  There are a lot of roughness, contradictions, and excessive force in the book. When it came to "Nanjing", it summed up the experience and methods. Its overall completion is higher than that of "Dead Fire". Everything that needs to be written has been written. Finally  The ending is also planned from the beginning.

    Let's talk about the beginning of the story.

    "Nanjing" was originally inspired by Makoto Shinkai's animated film "Your Name".

    When the author finished watching the movie, he was moved by the tone of the story of "the boy and the girl are far apart in space but tightly bound in fate", so the same thought came to me from the bottom of my heart. When I finished "Titan"  After that, I picked up this idea, filled it up, and presented it to readers and classmates. This is "We Live in Nanjing".

    At the beginning of setting "Nanjing", there were many choices, including the assumption that "the heroine survives in the era of doomsday war," "the heroine is a soldier of the surviving resistance unit, and inadvertently communicates with the past during the battle".  Although it seems that the contradictions in the story will be more intense and the development will be more tortuous, but they are all abandoned in the end, and they choose to depict a future with no one and loneliness.

    There are also many plot designs that have been abandoned, some of which are very interesting, but not in line with the logic of the story, so they were abandoned, such as "When the hero and heroine lost contact, Wang Ning launched all the hams in Nanjing to relay calls in the channel to find", "  The validity period of the key is only fifteen years, and it cannot pass through the long night of twenty years, so people design a large-thrust spacecraft to accelerate the key to near the speed of light, and use the slow clock effect to pass time", and "human beings go to space to support the future  A large number of nuclear bombs are launched in the middle of the world, time passes slowly, the king returns when the last swordsman is at a critical moment, and the swordsman is intercepted outside the atmosphere to save the girl", and so on - but writing a novel is a process of subtraction, and the content is not overstuffed.  The more the better, on the premise of achieving the purpose of writing, the story should be made simpler.

    Since the original intention of the story comes from Makoto Shinkai’s animated film, I consciously or unconsciously pay attention to its animation temperament during the creation process—I personally think that this book is just right for a 2D animated film, but there are too many domestic animated films.  Less, this can't be forced, just wait for someone with predestined relationship.

    However, "Nanjing" has not yet achieved the goal I expected. As a non-Nanjing native, it is still too difficult to write about this city well, and it is far from enough to rely on a few short collections.

    Still have to go deeper into life.

    Finally, special thanks to:

    ?Senior ham, Lieutenant Colonel lazycat, former communication technology officer of the North Sea Fleet of the Chinese People's Liberation Army,

    ?Sir Lin, Technical Investigation Detachment, Fuzhou Public Security Bureau, Fujian Province,

    And my old friend, Mr. Sanchi, a good citizen of Nanjing, served as a technical consultant and provided great help for the whole process of this book!

    Sincerely, salute

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    So after this book is finished, I will make a big summary, systematically sorting out my observations on the status quo and market of sci-fi web articles in the past three years, my own development experience in this field, and other aspects of thinking  .

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 Text The physical book is officially on sale!

    Comrades, the physical book of "Nanjing" has been officially launched!

    It is available on CITIC official flagship store, JD.com, Dangdang and other major e-commerce platforms, just search for the title of the book directly!

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    p.s. In order to give back to all the old and new readers, we have held occasional lucky draws. Anyone who buys the physical book of "Nanjing" can join the group 571271936 (you need to verify the order to enter the group) and participate in the lucky draw!

    Prizes such as switch, red envelopes, reading cards, autographed by the author are waiting for you!

    The physical book "We Live in Nanjing" is officially on sale!

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