Chapter 176 Cheating
"I actually don't know if we've been observed." Lu Jiamu blinked innocently and asked, "What would happen if we were observed?"
"A large number of outsiders will at least cause some disturbances. It won't be as peaceful as if nothing happened." The old man stroked the wooden stick and looked at them coldly. His eyes seemed to see through them. "There is no habitable place outside. You two kids suddenly appeared here. It looks like you suddenly appeared out of thin air from another world."
This outrageous truth that had never been mentioned by anyone was said so lightly by him, but it seemed as if he had a hidden meaning, as if he had seen through them, which made people break out in a cold sweat.
I always feel that if I can't give a convincing explanation, this seemingly harmonious relationship will break down immediately.
Lu Jiamu shook his head calmly and began to talk nonsense: "Just because you can't see it doesn't necessarily mean it doesn't exist. All bases have been exiling residents from generation to generation to explore further afield. In fact, some people have already succeeded. Life has found a way out, but you who are standing still don't know it yet."
The old man stood there, still asking aggressively and persistently: "There has never been a piece of pure land within the observation range of the black tower. How did you get in through the ghost realm?"
He seemed to be waiting for them to give some answer he expected.
Lu Jiamu remembered that when he was in the first world, he would go to the library whenever he had the chance. Although he couldn't say that he had read all the books, he still remembered most of the books in the library.
Although it is a school library and contains a wide variety of books, it is destined to not be all-inclusive, and there is always some knowledge that is destined to be abandoned first.
In such an isolated world where it is difficult to survive, with limited human and material resources, it is inevitable that there will be some bias in one subject. The only difference is where the bias lies.
The first thing the school gave up was the invisible starry sky and the unreachable distant places. I wonder what the research institute gave up first.
Lu Jiamu began to make up a story with a serious face: "According to the history recorded in our base, our ancestors successfully reached the other side of the world at the beginning of the catastrophe."
The old man was waiting for him to give a few weak excuses so that he could find the logical loopholes in it, but he didn't expect to hear a new and unexpected setting. His pupils trembled and his whole old face was stunned.
Catching this expression from him, Lu Jiamu was completely convinced that they had completely abandoned geography.
Well, as an adult old man who has never walked out of the base more than three kilometers in his life, it is reasonable that he doesn't know whether the earth is round or flat, right?
This common sense needs to be verified through aviation and navigation, which is undoubtedly difficult to achieve in a world full of weirdness.
Lu Jiamu nodded immediately and said, "Yes, the world has two sides. We recently dug through the geology and returned to the front side from the back side."
What he said was too matter-of-fact, as if the world was just like that and had been proven by others. This touched on the old man's blind spot, making the old man want to question or ask a question but he didn't know where to start.
"The...backside of the world? Life will find a way out..."
The old man tried dully to digest this outrageous information.
What's even more outrageous is that he actually accepted this setting very quickly, and took two steps forward enthusiastically: "Is that so... Is that what you mean? What is the other side of the world like? How far is it? You dug through it, and the entrance is near the research institute? Tell me! Tell me quickly..."
Lu Jiamu dodged in disdain and raised a finger to stop his questioning: "We agreed to exchange information, one answer for another."
"Yes, of course." The old man tried his best to suppress his excitement and regain his composure. "As long as you need me, I will tell you everything I know in detail. No problem at all. I will show you my sincerity. Now, ask your questions."
"It's the same question again. What exactly is your black tower and what is it used for?"
The information Lu Jiamu just revealed was too important. The old man did not try to evade the important points and fool them this time. Instead, he stroked the stick and thought for a moment before carefully asking, "Do you know that the world we call is actually multi-dimensional? Or the concept of parallel worlds?"
Lu Jiamu shook his head to indicate that he didn't know.
The old man looked at him with a bit of surprise.
Lu Jiamu immediately said, "I'll draw you a map to the back of the world later. The tunnel is safe and reliable."
With this big pie, the old man started to talk again as if he had renewed his subscription: "Although no one has seen it with their own eyes, we already have evidence that parallel worlds exist, and those worlds are not far from us. We can even say that they are with us and are right beside us."
The old man stretched out his arms and made a gesture of hugging the air: "Can you imagine? A completely different world is right here, within reach, and the reason why we can't grasp it or see it is just because our material foundation is different, our base is different, and our channel is different."
Afraid that Lu Jiamu wouldn't understand, he gave an example: "You know about radio, right? There may be many radio broadcasts in an area at the same time. When your radio is on a certain channel, you can listen to one of them, but you can't hear the content of other channels.
The essence of parallel worlds is the same, and each of us is like a radio, and can only move forward on our own channel line. The difference between channels is the insurmountable gap set by the Creator. The weirdness is also bound by this underlying rule, and they cannot break free. Otherwise, with the current situation where the living people in the world are almost extinct, they would have run away long ago. In other words, no matter what our world has become, the adjacent world may not be like this.
And if we had some kind of conversion device that could re-tune the frequency of our reception, we could dig through this barrier just as you have dug through the front and back of the world."
"Our world has long been polluted from the root. The ghosts cannot be eliminated, and there is no way to correct it, but we can still try to get rid of it and go to a place that has not been polluted and start over. This is the principle of the Black Tower, the grand cause of the Institute for several generations."
When talking about these things, the old man was very clear and seemed extremely excited.
"At present, we still don't know how many parallel worlds exist, or we don't know how many frequencies there are, but I dare say that we are undoubtedly the closest to the truth. I used to be a researcher at the base. I dedicated most of my life to the base, but I really didn't expect that in the end they would say that I was old and had no qualifications for immigration, and kicked me out..."
The old man said this with gritted teeth.
"But it doesn't matter. Maybe they will fail."
Lu Jiamu quietly digested this information.
The survivors in this world do seem to be very biased, as biased as eight billion mad dogs released from a cage.
Traveling through parallel worlds is what they have been experiencing. Is the Wheel of Time the conversion device that can shift the frequency? What is the meaning of its existence?
Lu Jiamu pondered for a moment and asked, "So you are hoping to go to a completely unpolluted world? Then after this door is opened, can it be closed again?"
"If you don't try this, no one will know."
Lu Jiamu asked again: "According to my observation, your ability to clear ghosts and monsters does not seem to be very effective. Moreover, the survivors recruited by the Black Tower all have abnormal abilities. If they die after arriving in the new world, they will also become ghosts, right? With so many bombs, wouldn't you have come here in vain?"
"Why bother?" The old man waved his hand, without even a hint of hypocrisy this time. "As long as the base lasts long enough, we will find a new solution. And there may not be an absolutely clean world, but we can only say that the situation is definitely better than here, and it can accommodate us for the next jump."
Lu Jiamu nodded.
Before being dragged into the Wheel of Time and Space, Lu Jiamu had never heard of any information related to ghosts. Fang Gu was also forced to death because of his complete silence, which was enough to prove that his original world was a completely clean world.
The ultimate vision of the people in the institute is just to instinctively find ways to prolong the life of the base as a community of interests, but they currently have no idea what his world is like, and they don't care at all.
Lu Jiamu had already gotten the answer he wanted to know, so he stopped asking questions and said, "The situation on the other side of the world is better than on this side. There is also a survivor base camp. I'll tell you where the entrance is."
The old man rubbed his hands excitedly when he heard this.
The old man even believed in such nonsense as digging through the center of the earth. Lu Jiamu was certainly not afraid that the old man would be able to figure out the lie he was going to tell next, nor was he afraid that he would have a chance to go out to verify it. Instead, he would die faster if he went out. So he squatted on the ground and began to draw a picture in a serious manner, casually indicating the location of an entrance.
Although the old man believed that they had the ability to dig through the center of the earth, he became suspicious again when he saw the map, worried that Lu Jiamu was deceiving him on this point.
After staring at Lu Jiamu for a while, he threatened: "Boy, you'd better tell the truth, otherwise I can still report you to the dogs in the institute. Maybe reporting you can get me an admission ticket."
Lu Jiamu said calmly: "Why would I lie to you? It won't do me any good."
After the information exchange was completed, the old man asked a new question: "You two have been so patient with me for so long. What do you want? What do you want to do?"
Lu Jiamu folded his hands: "It's okay to tell you. Since we already know about the Black Tower, we definitely want to reunite with our teachers and classmates to stop your so-called immigration plan and make them give way to the residents of our base. This is probably what you want to see. The question now is, what can you give us?"
The old man felt that what Lu Jiamu said was very sincere and direct, and a bright light burst out in his eyes.
The research institute had completely abandoned him. He could only survive a few more days in the underground space on his own. The situation would only get worse and worse. He had no capital to fight back.
And using the power of a third party to start a major reshuffle is exactly what he is looking forward to. Maybe the people in the institute cannot see the value in him, but people outside can.
Even if he still couldn't get a ticket, it would be good to mess up those people who wanted to destroy the bridge after crossing it. And now he knew the location of the passage to the back of the world, he had the opportunity to start over at any time.
The old man could only begin to pray that the little bastard in front of him had not lied to him.
Although he thought so, the old man still looked at Lu Jiamu and Yu Leng's faces with ill intentions, and laughed contemptuously: "Just you? Just two children who haven't even grown all their hair yet? What capital do you have to take things from me, an old man?"
Lu Jiamu didn't follow his PUA's words. Seeing this, he turned around and was about to leave: "Then you can always find another job, provided that you can live until a new partner finds you. Or you can rot here."
"Wait." Seeing his arrogant attitude, the old man immediately stopped him, "I was just joking. I'm just worried that you two kids might lose my things."
There was indeed a reason why the old man wanted to chat with them.
Lu Jiamu came back again and waited quietly to see what he could come up with.
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