Chapter 36 Cheating the World

Banxia is probably used to failure.

She slowly pushed the soil back into the hole, filled it up, and compacted it with her palms. Then she knelt on the grass with her head down, supporting her body with her hands, staring blankly as her ten fingers penetrated into the loose brown soil.

The girl let out a long breath.

The withered yellow weeds pinched between her fingers were gently crushed and kneaded into a small ball in her palm.

She clapped her hands, stood up from the grass, and dusted off her clothes and pants. The moonlight was very bright tonight. The silent Nanjing was immersed in the cold silver moonlight. The sharp silver light cut the city into black and white under the night sky. The black moon hung on the other side of the sky. The reason why it was called the black moon was because it was very dark, much darker than the white moon. It looked like a gray disk.

The teacher warned us not to go out when the twin moons rise because it is dangerous at night.

The girl stood upright in the moonlight, looking up at the starry sky. There was no light pollution in the deserted city. The bright and deep Milky Way passed across her head and fell below the horizon out of reach. She was wearing a light-colored nightgown, revealing her smooth thighs and arms. Her arms and long black hair hung freely and softly, with her ten fingers slightly curled.

The girl's body was actually quite thin. Normally, she squeezed her strength from her bones to maintain the image of a strong doomsday survivor. But without her weapons, Banxia suddenly became lonely - she was still just a 19-year-old girl, and without holding a knife or a gun, her hands were much thinner than those of an adult man.

The girl's skin was extremely white under the moonlight, and from a distance she looked like a ghost.

Sometimes Banxia would wonder, maybe she really is a ghost?

She was just a ghost who was unwilling to leave this world. When everyone else had left, she was the only one still stubbornly wandering aimlessly in the city.

If those animals had intelligence and could communicate, they might think of themselves as a scary female ghost. When wild buffaloes passed by Clover Garden Street in groups, they would whisper to each other like this:

Old butt, do you know there is a female ghost upstairs over there!

Really, big shit bag, what kind of female ghost?

She doesn't appear often. Sometimes she appears on the top floor and then disappears in a flash.

It can’t be a living person, a dung bag?

The living people have all died a long time ago, so where are the living people? They are ghosts, old ass.

Wow, this is so scary, so scary, let’s go quickly, let’s go quickly.

Take a shit before you leave.

Banxia opened her hands and faced the moon.

I am still alive.

"ha!"

The girl yelled and clenched her fists.

Also imagine the moon exploding.

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"BG4MXH, dear Mr. BG4MXH, I didn't dig anything up. I didn't see the time capsule you mentioned. The plan failed again. OVER."

Banxia sat on the chair with her buttocks on the chair and her upper body on the table. She had headphones on her head and a microphone in her hand and spoke sullenly.

"BG4MSR, this is a good thing, OVER."

The other party replied.

"BG4MXH, why is this a good thing again? OVER."

"BG4MSR, because failure is the mother of success. Through experiments, I am eliminating possibilities one by one. I believe I am getting closer to the truth. OVER."

"What truth?"

"The truth is you're fooling me, sis."

"Um--?"

Banxia pronounced the sound through her nose, with the pitch rising higher and higher, and her eyebrows raised higher and higher.

"Okay, let's not consider this truth for now and put it aside. BG4MSR, I have a guess, but I'm not sure if it's true yet. OVER."

"You talk, I listen."

"Listen carefully, my guess is: as long as the time capsule is buried by me personally, it will most likely not be delivered to you." A clear young male voice came from the headset, "Do you understand? I don't know if this is right, it still needs to be verified, but I have this intuition - in the time delivery, as a courier, I must not bury it myself, otherwise the delivery will fail, OVER."

Banxia pondered for a moment.

"BG4MXH, why is this happening? OVER."

"BG4MSR, because as long as time is long enough, no one can be trusted, including myself, OVER."

"You mean you'll dig it out?"

"Not only that, you know humans are such mean creatures. The more you can't touch something, the more you want to touch it. The more you can't think about something, the more you want to think about it. So it's only a matter of time before the person who buried the time capsule interferes with it. Today I asked Uncle Zhao, and he directly told me to put the capsule where no one, including himself, can reach it. So I bought some white glue and poured it into the pit, but it turns out that pouring glue is not enough. It is not enough to resist interference caused by you or others in the next twenty years."

"Uncle Zhao?"

“That’s the big boss.”

"Okay, big boss, what's next?"

"So I further concluded that it would be difficult to put the time capsule where no one could reach it, relying on my own ability, unless I took a boat and threw the time capsule into the center of Xuanwu Lake - but then you wouldn't be able to find it. That's the problem. The time capsule must be buried in a place that you can dig it out. It's meaningless to just throw it far away, but I would definitely be able to dig it out, so I absolutely cannot know the exact location of the time capsule!"

Banxia was stunned for a moment.

"You can't know the location?"

"Yes, I can't know the location."

The headset paused, and the voice continued:

"I don't think the world will let our plan succeed so easily. Somehow, it will definitely set up many obstacles. So we have to deceive it and not be discovered by it. But the premise of deceiving the world... is to deceive 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 though he knew that the capsule was not successfully delivered to BG4MSR, he didn't dig it up. If he had such a mean hand, he would have chopped it off.

Let that time capsule go.

In the turmoil and wandering of the next twenty years, where the time capsule will eventually end up depends on fate.

Bai Yang spent a whole morning installing the tritium tube. The painting used this time was "Ma Baoguo's Attack on Pearl Harbor."

Next he copied the letter exactly as it was and drew a big smiley face on the back of the letter.

Bai Yang put all the medicines, letters, and time indicators into a stainless steel capsule, and then wrapped the capsule with layers of opaque waterproof plastic cloth. He wrapped it in many layers and tied it tightly with ropes, so it looked like a package.

Everything was ready, Bai Yang took out his cell phone.

He flipped through the address book and called Yan Zhihan.

"Hello? Brother Yan? Do you have time now? Can you come over and help me?"

(End of this chapter)