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- 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¡ªthe 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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