Chapter 136 United Nations Secretary-General Kakarot

Lao Wang said that the Buddha and Bodhisattva in Qixia Temple were more powerful than those in Jiming Temple. The gods and Buddhas in Jiming Temple had focused all their power on marriage, and each of them was a marriage destroyer. At this critical juncture when Miss Qiu was getting married, she must not go to Jiming Temple to burn incense. Lao Wang also ordered that no one in the entire command center could go to Jiming Temple in the near future, and even had to take a detour if they passed by.

"BG, BG, I still don't understand why they threw two cameras over there. What is this for?"

"Bait." Bai Yang replied, "It can attract big eyes, I guess so, OVER."

“Why does it attract big eyes?”

The girl was very curious.

"Didn't you say before that it always looks at you? I guess this thing should have a mechanism to track human gaze. When you stare at it, it will also stare at you. This is using the camera's gaze as bait to lure the big eye into the ambush circle. OVER."

Bai Yang thought of an answer that he thought was reliable.

"But how can the camera have a field of view?" Banxia was even more confused.

The camera is a one-way link for information transmission 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 of Nanjing. Who can see the person sitting behind the camera through the camera?

If this can be achieved, the result will be terrifying. People on TV can see people outside TV. The anchor of "News Broadcast" can see hundreds of millions of Chinese people at the same time at 7 o'clock in the evening.

It is hard to imagine what the scene would be like if hundreds of millions of Chinese people appeared in the pupils at the same time.

Bai Yang scratched his head. He also felt that this was impossible.

"He also asked me to try to increase the distance between the two cameras so that their lines of sight cross. Why is that?" Banxia asked gloomily.

"Perhaps we need to determine the detonation point of the nuclear bomb? Just like the intersection of the machine gun trajectories on a fighter plane, the point where the lines of sight intersect is the point where the nuclear bomb is detonated." Bai Yang thought of another answer that he thought was reliable, "We must put this thing in the predetermined position, otherwise we won't be able to kill it, and the power of nuclear weapons is also limited... What do you think? OVER."

"Well... I don't want to think about it anymore. I don't want to think about it anymore. I don't want to discuss this. I'm so tired!" The girl collapsed on the chair, holding the back of her neck and pouting. "I climbed the lamp post for a long time last night to hang the wireless router, but my back still hurts. The injuries from falling into the sewer last time haven't healed yet, and I risked my life to go out to work. I'm working so hard, I deserve to hear some nice words!"

"Thank you for your hard work, Miss. On behalf of the seven billion people on Earth in 2019, I would like to express my sincere gratitude and greetings to you. OVER."

“More!”

"Miss, our gratitude to you is like a surging river, endless, flowing thousands of miles, OVER."

Bai Yang is an old straight man.

"I don't want gratitude, just praise me, praise me, praise me, praise me!"

"Today I took a copy of The Analects from the bookshelf and flipped through it. The first sentence I saw was: Confucius said that the eldest lady is the best in the world."

“More!”

"I took another copy of Zhuangzi from the bookshelf and flipped through it. I saw that Zhuangzi said he dreamed of you."

"Change it!"

"I brought you a message from the Secretary-General of the United Nations. He said that people all over the world will never forget your great contribution. They will build a statue for you in the Alps. OVER."

"Secretary-General of the United Nations? Who is he?"

"His name is Kakarot, OVER."

"Oh..." Banxia nodded half-believingly. She hesitated for a moment, then continued, "Then thank Kakarot on my behalf. Please make the statue look better."

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After the call ended, Bai Yang sat in the chair in silence for a long time. A pair of strong and slender hands fell on his shoulders and massaged them.

"I don't think you're happy at all, but you have to pretend to be energetic and in high spirits during the call, and even tell her jokes." The person behind him pinched her shoulder and said, "Are you tired?"

"Sister Qiao." Bai Yang said softly, "Can you help me turn off the light?"

"good."

Lian Qiao turned off the light in the bedroom, and the room suddenly became dark. There was still dim light from the street lamps outside the window, but there were no pedestrians or vehicles on the road. It was already past one in the morning, and the city had gone to sleep.

Bai Yang sat silently in the darkness, leaving a motionless and blurred figure in front of the window, as if he was an empty shell without a soul. Lian Qiao came over and put his hand on his shoulder. Feeling the warmth and strength of Lian Qiao's palm, Bai Yang moved. He raised his hand and covered Lian Qiao's hand, and clenched it tightly.

Lian Qiao patted the back of his hand.

"Will the plan succeed?"

"It's already this late, the nuclear bomb is going to be launched tomorrow, and you're still thinking about this?" Lian Qiao chuckled.

"But we have been running all the way here, and we don't have time to catch our breath. How can I have time to think slowly?" Bai Yang crossed his legs. "Besides, what's the point of thinking? Thinking is just a waste of time. If I think for one more second, doomsday is one second closer."

"Everyone is running blindly." Lian Qiao nodded, "Who knows if it will succeed? Let's do it first."

"But……"

"But can the little girl be saved because of this? Will nuclear weapons really not harm her?" Lian Qiao said.

Bai Yang opened his mouth but said nothing.

"Xiao Bai, no one can give you an answer to this question. Everyone wants to save her, whether it's your father, Uncle Wang, or Director Zhao. Which old father doesn't want to save his daughter?" Lian Qiao bent down and put her arms around his shoulders, her soft hair falling down. "But the success or failure of the mission is above everything else, and the interests of all mankind are above everything else."

“How cruel.”

"Yes, you are the principal offender, I am an accomplice, and all of us are accomplices."

Bai Yang's body slowly leaned forward, his forehead hitting the table, and he remained motionless.

He didn't dare to think.

Once I start thinking, I feel confused.

If they can actually complete the task, will the future be changed?

If the future could be changed, what would the eldest lady become?

It is just as Lian Qiao said, don't think, just run blindly. This is a 100-meter sprint race 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.

Try your best first, then see the outcome.

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 building opposite. Tomorrow, the Long March 5 Yao 3 rocket will be launched into space carrying the nuclear bomb. At this moment, the pure white heavy rocket was standing quietly in the service tower two thousand kilometers away, with a bright starry sky above its head.

Whether it’s 2019 or 2040, this is the calm before the storm.

"Go to sleep when you are tired and have a good rest."

Lian Qiao patted him on the back, turned around and opened the door, then suddenly turned back and said:

"Remember to get up early tomorrow."

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At 20:45 on December 27, 2019, the Long March 5 Yao-3 carrier rocket ignited and took off from the Wenchang Space Launch Center in China, flying towards the distant future twenty years later.

(End of this chapter)