Chapter 16 No Evidence

“2019?”

When Banxia heard about this year, her first reaction was that her brain was blown.

Either he is crazy, or I am crazy. Anyway, one of us must be crazy.

When is 2019?

Banxia counted on her fingers. She is 19 years old this year. She was not born in 2019. At that time, there was only one moon in the sky, right? Xuanwu Bay was still just a lake, Purple Mountain was still just a mountain, and the world was still bustling with people coming and going.

It sounds like something from the last century.

People cannot be resurrected after death, and the same goes for cities. A great civilization that has existed for thousands of years has been destroyed, just like a castle made of sand, which can never be restored after its collapse.

In those years, Banxia was still too young to understand the teacher's pain. The teacher always touched the reinforced concrete buildings on the roadside that were only skeletons, and said to her, "Can you imagine? In the past, we had a strong industry, and we could build such high-rise buildings so fast that we could see them with the naked eye." She often shed tears while talking.

Perhaps people from the old times - and teachers are people from the old times - would always have this kind of sigh.

People always cling to the old things they grew up with.

Banxia thought 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. Banxia has only vague memories of that glorious city. She is accustomed to the corpse of human civilization. This corpse of 6,000 square kilometers is lying quietly on the earth, turning into pale bones over the long years.

The city of Nanjing is slowly sinking into the ground and 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, pulling it into the ground bit by bit. If someone could speed up the flow of time ten times, then they would be able to see with their naked eyes the process of the city being swallowed up. The teacher once said that some ancient cities have one layer on top of another underground, one city on top of another, and the new city is built on top of the old city.

If you have a long knife and cut them open lengthwise, you can see these shale-like fossils of civilization.

The earth is faithfully recording history.

A thousand years later, Nanjing will be completely buried. Not only Nanjing, but all the cities in the world will be buried. By then, the earth will return to the state it was before humans came. Animals will run and jump in the grass and forests, and they will never know that a once glorious city is sleeping a dozen meters under their feet.

The teacher cried for this, probably because he was grieving that from now on until the end of the universe, no one would remember the existence of human beings.

What kind of desolation would that be?

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"In 2040, I will be the only one left in the world."

Bai Yang was surprised by this.

Even if it's bullshit, it's scary enough.

This year is 2019, and it is only twenty years away from 2040. In twenty years, there will be only one person left in the world?

Obviously, I am only 18 years old. According to the normal life expectancy in the 21st century, I will have no problem living to the age of 20. This includes my parents, the teachers and classmates of He Dashao and Yan Ge at school. They will have no problem living to the age of 20. But where is that person? Where did all the people go?

No matter how big the natural disaster is, even if there is a nuclear war, it is impossible for all human beings to be wiped out in twenty years, right?

"BG4MSR, this is BG4MXH, enough joking, stop making up stories, I don't blame you for not coming last time... or rather you did come but we didn't meet, I don't know what went wrong and I don't want to pursue it, I should rest now, I wish you a good dream tonight, 73, OVER."

As soon as the girl heard that the other party wanted to end the call, she immediately became anxious.

"BG4MXH! BG4MXH! This is BG4MSR, I can prove that I am in 2040! I can prove that I am in 2040! Don't leave yet! OVER!"

There was silence in the channel for a long time, and only when Bai Yang's voice sounded again did Ban Xia breathe 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. After hearing what the other party said, he was no longer in a hurry to go to bed and rest. Could it be that the other party could really tell him the winning lottery numbers or the answers to the college entrance examination?

This is such obvious nonsense, can the other party really provide proof?

Then Maxwell and Einstein would be so angry that they would crawl out of their coffins.

"BG4MXH, I'll find proof for you right now! Please wait for me for a moment, you must wait for me! OVER."

Banxia put down her microphone and took off her headphones, sat on the chair and looked around, her eyes sweeping over the desk, the bookshelf, and everything in the room.

She got up and rummaged through the drawers in the room, scratching her head in anxiety.

What on earth could prove what she said?

What on earth could prove that she lived in 2040?

Banxia found herself helpless. Every stone and every grain of dust in this world was undoubtedly in 2040, but Banxia could not prove this to the people on the other end of the radio waves. She had no physical evidence or witnesses, and the radio station had no camera or monitor, so she could not transmit images, not even a photo.

How can I make the other person believe in me?

It would have been nice to have an old newspaper from more than ten years ago, but she didn't even have one.

What should I do about this?

What should I do? What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?

Banxia sat back in her chair and put on her headphones. Baiyang on the other side was already talking:

"BG4MSR, this is BG4MXH. Have you found any evidence? OVER."

"BG4MXH, this is BG4MSR, I... I..."

Banxia clenched her hands for a long time, but didn't know what to say.

I let go of the microphone and Bai Yang's voice rang in the headphones.

"BG4MSR, you can't find any evidence, right? OVER."

Bai Yang thought, why bother? Why insist that he was in 2040? Why bother looking for evidence for a lie that even a three-year-old child couldn't fool?

This girl's behavior and thinking are quite strange, and a little scary when you think about it.

Is there something mentally wrong?

Have hysteria?

Imagine living in a future where all humans have become extinct?

Bai Yang knew that there was a group of people in the world called survivalists. They firmly believed that the world would be hit by a catastrophe sooner or later. So in order to cope with a large-scale disaster or the end of the world, they liked to store a lot of food and equipment at home in case of emergency. They were a group of heavy hamster party and shelter lovers. Could it be that this girl was a doomsday survivalist who was addicted to it? She fantasized about living in the end of the world all day long?

Then she should really see a doctor.

Bai Yang thought that his luck was really bad. He finally managed to get in touch with other people, but the people he got in touch with were not quite normal. He would have to change the channel next time.

14255 will not come again.

"BG4MSR, this is BG4MXH, I'm going offline, 73, OVER."

"I will find evidence tomorrow!"

"BG4MSR, what did you say? You can find evidence tomorrow? OVER."

"Yes, I will definitely find evidence for you tomorrow to prove that what I said is true, so... please, please, please continue to be online tomorrow night, okay? Wait for me on this channel?"

(End of this chapter)