Chapter 19: One in a Quadrillion Probability

It rained heavily all night last night, even heavier than the day Yiping went to her father to ask for money. The whole city was humid and sultry today. Bai Yang finished a day's classes and evening self-study, went home, took a shower, then wiped his wet hair, sat at the table, turned on the air conditioner, and then turned on the radio.

According to the agreement, he will continue to be online tonight.

And the other party should give him evidence.

"BG4MSR, this is BG4MXH, I'm waiting for you to provide evidence, OVER."

"BG4MXH, this is BG4MSR, I...I didn't find any evidence, OVER."

As expected.

Bai Yang increasingly believed that the other person was a mentally ill patient with severe delusional symptoms, who fantasized that he was living in a doomsday world twenty years later.

"BG4MSR, I'm BG4MXH. It's normal that you can't find evidence, because you can't find evidence... This year is obviously 2019, you want to find evidence for 2040, how can you do that? OVER."

"BG4MXH, I'm BG4MSR. Today I went to Nanjing Library. I thought that Nanjing Library would have all the documents and materials from the past few decades, which would prove that this year is 2040... But for some reason, Nanjing Library was emptied and all the materials disappeared. I found nothing..."

South Library?

Was the Nantu library emptied?

Bai Yang was shocked and thought that the fantasy world in this girl's mind was becoming more and more outrageous. It would take a lot of manpower and resources to empty such a huge Nan Tu Library.

"It was still raining heavily in Nanjing today. The rain was so heavy that I fell into a sewer on the way to the Nanjing Library and was soaked to the skin..."

Bai Yang was stunned.

The girl in the channel was still talking to herself, and she seemed to be getting more and more aggrieved.

"I nearly drowned in the manhole. I finally climbed out of the well, but the monkeys took my umbrella away. They tore up my umbrella, which was given to me by my teacher."

"BG4MSR, this is BG4MXH, are there monkeys in Nanjing? OVER."

"BG4MXH, yes, there are several groups of them. They occupy the road between Zhongshanmen Street and Zhongshan East Road. They often fight in groups. Some of them were injured in the fights and fell to their deaths from trees. I picked one up and ate it half a month ago. OVER."

Bai Yang scratched his head. There were several groups of monkeys on the road from Zhongshanmen Street to Zhongshan East Road?

What kind of animal world is this?

"BG4MSR, go on. OVER."

"I walked for two hours in the heavy rain to get to the South Library. I was blown crazy by the wind, and my clothes and backpack were all soaked. In the end, there was nothing in the library. I found nothing. Why? Why is it like this? Why can't I find evidence to prove that I live in 2040?"

Bai Yang was listening here and thought to himself, since you are living in 2019, it is of course impossible to find evidence to prove that this year is 2040.

But he didn't say it out loud because the other party felt wronged and sad.

It was really sad. Although the girl had serious delusions, she was still immersed in the sadness and pain she had imagined and couldn't extricate herself.

“I’m really in 2040…”

Bai Yang felt like a doctor listening to the complaints of a mental patient, who was crying and saying that as a mushroom, he couldn't even release spores. What should he do? If he couldn't produce spores, he would be extinct. The doctor could only pat him on the shoulder and comfort him, saying, "It's okay. You're just not old enough and not sexually mature. When you're bald like me, you'll be able to produce spores and sooner or later you'll have descendants all over the world."

On the other hand, Bai Yang also felt a little guilty. After all, the other party was so sad and embarrassed just to satisfy his demands. Regardless of whether she was really embarrassed or not, she felt really helpless and pitiful when she talked about this in the channel.

"I really do swear on my integrity in 2040, with everything I have..."

The girl could no longer find any strong evidence. She could only repeat it over and over again in the channel, but her voice became lower and lower.

"BG4MXH, can you believe me? OVER."

"BG4MSR, uh..."

Bai Yang was in trouble now.

How should he answer?

Say believe?

It is obviously impossible to believe it. If I say I believe it, I will be unable to hold down the lid of my physics teacher's coffin.

The physics teacher is hammering the lid of his coffin: I’m alive and well!

It couldn't hold down the coffins of Maxwell and Einstein.

Any high school student with normal IQ who has received nine years of compulsory education would never believe that a shortwave radio station can travel through time and communicate with people twenty years later. All physical laws known to mankind do not support the occurrence of such a thing. This is not a fictional world. How could such a thing happen in real life?

If there are one trillion parallel worlds in this world, and there are one trillion Bai Yang in each parallel world, then nine hundred and ninety-nine trillion nine hundred and ninety-nine million nine hundred and ninety-nine million nine hundred and ninety-nine million Bai Yangs will choose not to believe it.

You say you don’t believe it?

Then the other party will definitely find ways to prove her own words. Today, in order to go to Nantu, she has to fight wits and courage with the manhole cover and the monkey. Who knows what kind of hardships she will have to go through tomorrow. Bai Yang doesn't want to go through it anymore.

Bai Yang couldn't bear to shut down the radio station and ignore it. Who knows what will happen to such a strange girl if no one is watching her? It would be fine if he didn't know her, but if he did, he couldn't just leave her alone.

Oh...what a hassle.

"BG4MXH, if you don't believe me, then I will look for other methods. In addition to the South Library, there must be evidence in other places. Give me some time and I will help you find it, okay? I will look for it tomorrow, and you can continue to wait for me online tomorrow night. Is this okay? OVER."

"BG4MSR, this is BG4MXH, don't bother looking for him. He can't even find it in the southern library. I'm afraid there won't be any results elsewhere. OVER."

"I……"

The other party fell silent.

"BG4MSR, you said you guarantee with your integrity that what you said is true? OVER."

"I guarantee it with my character."

"BG4MSR, I have an idea. 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 put on a show.

I can't ignore the performance that should be coordinated with you.

There is a 999 trillionth of 999 trillionth of 999999999999 that there is something wrong with the girl's brain and the whole thing is a farce from beginning to end, but this does not stop a bold high school student from verifying the last 1 trillionth of possibility.

In one trillion parallel worlds, there will always be a Bai Yang who makes a different choice.

"BG4MXH, I'm BG4MSR, what did you say? Can you help me find evidence? OVER."

Bai Yang nailed the lid of the physics teacher's coffin shut, and then replied:

"BG4MSR, this is BG4MXH, yes, I can try and see if I can prove that you are really in 2040, OVER."

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End of communication.

Bai Yang took out his mobile phone, opened Taobao and started searching.

The page refreshes after 0.1 second.

Thanks to the powerful search, e-commerce and logistics capabilities of modern society, Bai Yang only took one minute to find what he wanted.

(End of this chapter)