Chapter 56 Nuclear Bombs and Three Old Books

"Come, BG4MXH, let me comfort you!" The girl retracted her long legs, bent them and hugged her knees. "Look at the bright side. You still have five years. You can do a lot of things in five years. What do you want to do? You can do it all within these five years!"

The other party was stunned for a while.

"BG4MSR, are you trying to comfort me? OVER."

Bai Yang thought to himself why your tone is like a doctor telling a patient that you only have five years to live, so if you have any wishes, fulfill them as soon as possible.

How is this comforting?

This is clearly telling you that the disease cannot be cured.

"Well... let's put it another way. You still have five years to save the future." Banxia said, "Come on, young man! You still have five years to change the future! Save all mankind from the fate of being destroyed!"

Strangely enough, it’s clear that Banxia lives in a doomsday world full of dangers.

She wanted to comfort others instead.

Bai Yang leaned his head against the bookshelf. "But we have no idea at all, BG4MSR. We don't know what will happen in the future. How can we prevent the disaster from happening? Should we place nuclear bombs in the Earth's orbit now? Or wait for the Black Moon to come and blow them up?"

"Sure, let's blow it up!" The girl waved her fist. "BG4MXH, you have six or seven billion people over there. Six or seven billion people means six or seven billion brains. With so many people, you can definitely come up with a solution. The teacher said that you had very strong industrial power in your era, with a huge number of weapons and armies. If you were not caught off guard and if you could take precautions in advance, maybe you could reverse the entire future?"

"Build nuclear missile silos all over the ground! Build tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of them!" Banxia continued, "When Black Moon comes, launch all the missiles! When Black Moon looks down, my god, he might be scared away."

Bai Yang suddenly laughed out loud.

"BG4MSR, do you know what a nuclear bomb is? OVER."

"I know," the girl replied, "because I've seen it."

Bai Yang was stunned.

"Have you ever seen a nuclear bomb? An intercontinental missile? OVER."

“No, I have seen a nuclear bomb explode.” Banxia said leisurely, “When I was very young, in a very far place, in the deep of the night, a sun suddenly appeared in the sky.”

Bai Yang's eyes widened.

"Later, the teacher said it was a nuclear bomb that exploded over Zhenjiang," Banxia said. "The hot wind blew over us, and the sky became very bright that night."

The girl's tone was calm, but Bai Yang seemed to be able to feel the dry, scorching hot wind blowing from more than a decade later through the headphones. He turned his head and looked out the window at the brightly lit city. Bai Yang seemed to be able to overlap with the future Ban Xia's vision -

That night, the young girl was held in someone's arms, standing on the rooftop looking east. The night was suddenly illuminated by a huge fireball hanging low in the sky. It was a sun, a rapidly expanding sun. Its volume expanded a thousand times in one second. Everything was annihilated wherever its boundaries reached, and everything turned to ashes in the high temperature. But what expanded faster than its volume was the air. The supersonic shock wave swept eighty kilometers away within two minutes of the explosion. Standing on the rooftop of the Qinhuai District, one could still feel the scorching hot wind.

It is hard to imagine what kind of difficulties humans would face in that era, and they would not hesitate to use nuclear weapons to destroy cities.

Sure enough, his poor brain could hardly outline the panoramic view of the world's destruction.

Now that nuclear weapons are deployed, there is no point in digging basements and building shelters.

I can only pray that it doesn't fall on my head.

"We can't do it by ourselves, BG4MSR, you have to help me." Bai Yang said, "Without your help, we can't do it. It's impossible to reverse the devastated future."

"Leave it to me!" Banxia patted her chest excitedly and laughed, "I'm here to help you. You help me and I help you. This is called helping each other!"

"The most important thing right now is that we lack information. We lack crucial information." Bai Yang said, "BG4MSR, we must know what caused the disaster to come, what caused the Black Moon to come, do you understand? If you don't know this, it's impossible to prescribe the right remedy. BG4MSR, you have to tell me everything you know, OVER."

"But I have told you everything I know," said Banxia.

"The black moon, and the giant long-legged spiders that crawl around at night?"

"Yes—" Banxia nodded, "This is all I know. This is all I remember. What can I do?"

"Where is the teacher?" Bai Yang asked, "Did the teacher leave any useful clues? OVER."

"Um... Teacher..."

The girl tapped her chin, thinking carefully.

Although they had lived together for many years, she didn't really know her teacher. She didn't even know her name, because in this world where there were only two people left, names didn't matter. In Banxia's eyes, the teacher was a strong, silent and strict woman. She was very knowledgeable. She taught her to read and recite "Quiet Night Thoughts". If she didn't recite it well, she would hit her palm. She taught her to hunt and shoot, from setting traps to filtering fresh water to handling prey. The teacher was also very mysterious. She hardly talked about herself. Banxia knew very little about her past.

"Do you have a diary or something? OVER."

Bai Yang asked.

"journal……"

Banxia recalls.

Does the teacher have the habit of writing a diary?

Banxia shook her head. She had never seen a teacher write a diary.

"I don't know. I've rarely seen teachers write diaries. How about I help you find it some other day?"

Having said that, Banxia estimated that there was not much hope.

The teacher left behind very few personal belongings, and Banxia kept them all well and stored them in a cabinet. After the teacher's death, she sorted out his belongings and found only three old books as paper products, and never found a diary.

One book is "Three Hundred Tang Poems", which the teacher often used when helping Banxia recognize words and recite poems.

One of them was the "English-Chinese Dictionary", which the teacher often used when asking Banxia to recognize the 26 English letters. Of course, Banxia didn't remember many words in the end.

There is also a tattered, bulky hardcover copy of Journey to the West.

Banxia didn’t know if there were any other books left somewhere else. If not, then these three books would be the last legacy of human culture.

She suddenly remembered the two trashy novels she found in the Nanjing Library some time ago.

That can also be considered as a heritage of human culture, although it is considered to be dregs.

It was a pity that it was very cold at the time, so I burned the book to keep warm. Otherwise, I could have brought it back and used it as a decoration.

The two chatted until late at night. Before ending the call, Bai Yang reminded Ban Xia again:

"Don't forget to look for the capsule tomorrow. You know the location, right? OVER."

The specific location of the time capsule has been sent to the girl via Zhao Bowen's mobile phone. This afternoon, Uncle Zhao came personally to deliver the information using the same method, except that the song played this time was not "Life in Bloom" but "I Love You China".

"I know. It's at Crescent Lake..."

The girl suddenly stopped talking.

She chuckled, "What follows is confidential, I can't tell you."

Banxia was sitting on a chair. There was an Icom725 on the table. A small plastic desk lamp was shining, and the light outlined the soft silhouette of the girl's back. She was humming a song leisurely. Outside the window was a dark city, and behind her was a dimly lit bedroom. The door in the shadow suddenly moved, and then was slowly pushed open with a gentle "creak".

(End of this chapter)