Chapter 150: Ending.
[Interview transcript excerpt: The final day with Zhao Bowen’s conjecture:
On the day when the National Day holiday in October in the second half of 2020 was about to end, the author continued the interview with Bai Yang. The sun was shining brightly in the afternoon, and the barking of puppies could be heard faintly outside the window.
When it came to the last step of the whole operation, the slightly reserved young man in front of the author suddenly felt at a loss, and his ten fingers were tightly twisted together.
We all thought it was safe.
The young man sitting on the chair said softly.
Think about it, who wouldn't be relieved when such a long, complicated, and huge plan finally came to fruition? Most people have a blind trust in their superiors, the people around them, and the headquarters. They all think that if they do their job well, the big plan will succeed, and if the big plan succeeds, the swordsman will be eliminated and the world will be saved... This idea is wrong.
This idea is not based on factual logic, but comes from people's natural affirmation of the fruits of their own labor, or simply self-consolation. I said.
Yes...that's it.
Bai Yang nodded.
I looked into his eyes and he did not avoid them.
There was still something sinking in the deepest part of his eyes, and even after so much time, it had not melted away.
Speaking of the swordsman, I am very interested in the characteristics of that thing.
I changed the subject.
According to your guess, the swordsman thing actually has no back, right?
Bai Yang was stunned for a moment, he thought for a few seconds, and nodded.
That's indeed the case. No matter from which angle or direction you look at it, you can only see its front side. It can be said that it has no back side.
So here comes the question.
I said.
How can a structure without a back exist in three-dimensional space?
Bai Yang shook his head: No one knows, maybe the structure of the swordsman is higher than three dimensions, or the mastermind behind its creation is higher than three dimensions... This is actually very obvious, they have the ability to influence time and space, and must be above our world.
How did Teacher Zhao discover this?
I asked.
How did his conjecture - the conjecture about the operating rules of swordsmen, which we will call the Zhao Bowen conjecture for now - come about?
I only know the general idea, you have to ask Uncle Zhao for the specific details...
Bai Yang thought for a while and answered.
Uncle Zhao was the first to notice something was wrong when the eldest daughter told us that the big eyes were always looking at her. We initially thought it was some kind of eye-tracking function and felt it was odd, so Uncle Zhao went back to look up information and discussed it with the expert team of the project group. The information we had at the time was very limited, so Uncle Zhao and his team dug out the recording of our first video call and watched it over and over again. It was probably at this time that they made a discovery.
When was your first video call?
Yes, the secrets are all hidden in the first video call.
Bai Yang smiled.
At that time, we all thought that it was the eldest lady's activities that attracted the swordsman who was lurking around, but Uncle Zhao expressed a different opinion. He believed that it was us who actually attracted the swordsman to stop outside the window.
Camera?
I thought of that immediately.
That’s right, it was a camera placed in the middle of the room, and the swordsman saw us instead of the young lady.
Bai Yang said.
I held the shorthand notebook in my hand and forgot to take notes for a moment. Bai Yang's slow and low narration brought me back to the night when humans and swordsmen faced each other for the first time, but this time it was from a completely different angle.
There were several people present at the time, including me, my father, Uncle Zhao, Uncle Wang, and Sister Qiao, all staring at the computer in the living room. We were all stunned by the big eyes outside the window. A long time later, when Uncle Zhao was verifying his guess, he asked us to recall the situation carefully... He asked me if I was stared at by the big eyes at that time, and he asked the same question to other people. Only then did we realize that although everyone was at different angles, they were all looking at the swordsman.
So... the swordsman had already locked onto your position at that time.
I said.
Yes, it must have locked onto our position at that time. The characteristics of this thing have nothing to do with any external conditions and are not affected by any factors. Although there is a long period of twenty years between us, the iron law of "observer equals observed" is still valid for the swordsman.
Bai Yang nodded and continued:
It's just that this lock was interrupted.
What interrupted me? I asked subconsciously.
Uncle Huang, the weasel.
Bai Yang answered.
The sudden appearance of Grandpa Huang attracted all of our attention. We all focused our eyes on the weasel. So in the eyes of the swordsman... it was as if we had suddenly disappeared, evaporated from the face of the earth. After all, in fact we were not in that world, it could not find us. Where were we twenty years ago?
Did it try to find you later?
I asked.
It certainly looked for it, and we tend to think it was looking for us.
Bai Yang answered.
We all sat on the sofa in the living room, and the location that the swordsman locked onto was the living room, so it didn't stay outside the bedroom window for long, and immediately moved to the front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room... This is our inference, but I think it is pretty close. However, the living room in that world is empty, without anyone. I think the swordsman would also feel puzzled. It clearly locked onto someone sitting here, but when it looked inside, there was nothing there. It must be haunted.
Bai Yang smiled.
So you designed the final stage of the Dongfanghong Project based on this, using the people from 20 years ago as bait to lure Big Eyes into the epicenter of the nuclear explosion... Teacher Zhao is very sharp and insightful.
I said.
It wasn't something he discovered alone; it was the result of many people discussing it for a long time.
Bai Yang shrugged.
And you.
I said.
I didn't do anything, really, I was just led around by them from beginning to end.
Bai Yang smiled a little shyly.
After all, I am just an ordinary high school student. What can an ordinary high school student do? What can I do...
The young man slowly fell silent, his eyes drooped, and in his eyes I saw again that thing that was sinking there, so thick that it couldn't be dissolved, and I suddenly realized what it was.
What can I do?
Bai Yang said softly, he turned his head and cast his eyes on the brand new IcR8600 amateur radio on the bookshelf.
If only I could do something about it.
Even if I can only make a tiny change that can make the final result a little different from now, even a little bit will be good. But she is too far away, Teacher Tianrui, she is really too far away... Twenty years is really far away.
Can you understand? She is so far away.
I sensed the fragility and powerlessness of this young man. In the face of the cold and hard time, human emotions are nothing more than snowflakes falling on a red-hot iron plate.
My attempt to change the subject failed, and Bai Yang returned to the last day of the mission he had never wanted to face:
We all thought it was safe.
The nuclear bomb was successfully detonated, and she only needed to stay in the safe zone for a week. Once the nuclear explosion area was safe, she could arrive at the first base at a leisurely pace.
But less than twelve hours after the explosion...she was back in touch with us.
Bai Yang's body suddenly tensed up.]
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The day after the nuclear explosion.
8pm on January 3rd.
Bai Yang was listening to channel 14255 as usual. He did not expect to get in touch with the young lady. According to the normal plan, the girl should be in the safe zone now.
There was only a crackling noise in the channel, and the headphones were filled with the meaningless whispers of the universe. The thought of having to listen to the whispers of the ancient gods for seven whole days really drove Bai Yang crazy. While he was calling the girl regularly in the channel, he secretly hoped that the girl would come back soon.
As if an ancient god had really heard his request, the noise in the earphones suddenly increased in amplitude, and then quickly disappeared, and the girl's vague voice was separated from the noise:
"BG...are there people? Is there...anyone?"
Bai Yang sat up straight with a start.
"This is BG4MXH! Miss, is that you? Please reply if you get it!"
He held the microphone and shouted, feeling both surprised and astonished.
The other party paused for a few seconds, then responded loudly, the voice sounding both surprised and frightened.
"It's... it's me! BG! B... hear me? Hear... it... they're coming down from the sky."
(End of this chapter)
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