Chapter 30: Civilization is the real time machine
Bai Yang decided to let the matter go. He felt that it would be an insult to one's intelligence to continue to believe that the broken ICOM725 could communicate across time and space.
Although the drama-loving sister was not giving up and was still trying to argue, Bai Yang had lost his patience. He had been playing with her for so long, it was time for it to end. He was determined this time, and he would feel sorry for his physics teacher if he delayed it for even a second longer.
I'm a senior high school student, do I look that free?
The next night, Bai Yang dug out the time capsule again. Since he decided not to care about it anymore, there was no need to leave the time capsule there. It was another quiet night. Bai Yang went downstairs with a shovel, a knife and a flashlight. He pried open the floor tiles under the corridor and quietly dug out the time capsule. He named this operation "Depression". Looking at the heavy stainless steel can in his hand, Bai Yang sighed. Why did he believe these outrageous nonsense before?
It also took time and money to prepare the time capsule.
He stood on tiptoe and placed the stainless steel capsule on top of the bookshelf and put it away.
Then he lay back on the bed, spreading his arms and legs like a big letter.
There are many things you can do with this free time... Why not go to Steam and see if there are any new games on sale? It's a rare National Day holiday, and your parents allow you to use the computer.
Thinking of this, Bai Yang flipped over and got up, turned on the computer, and wanted to see if there was any discount on "Mount & Blade".
He was going to be a lord.
Use your enemy's skull as a bowl!
——248 copies.
Well, I can’t be a lord anymore.
He wants to use Gabe Newell's skull as a bowl!
High school students aged 17 or 18 are at an age with abundant energy and physical strength, and their attention is always diverted very quickly. Amateur radio is just one of Bai Yang's many hobbies. When he has time to play "Civilization VI" and "Mount and Blade", the games are obviously more attractive.
For the next three days, Bai Yang spent his time happily bullying He Leqin in playing Civilization 6 online. He was a weakling and was keen on building wonders. Bai Yang played Scythia and Macedonia all the time. When the game reached the middle stage, the enemy troops came in. He Leqin had to take money from one place to pay for another, and was beaten to the point of collapse every time.
He Leqin shouted angrily: How can you let me build this wonder?
Bai Yang: Your Majesty, spectacles are a disservice to the country.
"Civilization" is the real time machine.
As soon as I turned on the computer, as soon as I turned it off, and as soon as I looked up, it was dark.
It was not until noon on October 4 that Bai Yang was asked by her mother to go downstairs to throw away the garbage. As soon as she walked out of the apartment building, she ran into Wang Ning.
Wang Ning is not tall, but he has gained weight in middle age. His hair becomes greasy when exposed to the sun and he is bald. In order to cover up his shiny forehead, he combs a few strands of hair horizontally from one side to the other across his head. This is a classic hairstyle common to all directors of political and educational departments in middle schools across the country.
"Uncle Wang!"
"Hey, Xiaobai." Wang Ning greeted him, "Is your dad home?"
"I just got back from the car." Bai Yang was holding a garbage bag in his hand, "I'm at home."
"Throwing out the trash? You even know how to help with housework. Your little pole is really obedient." Wang Ning said, "How many days off do you have for National Day?"
"My mom asked me to throw it out. It's open for seven days during the National Day holiday."
"You should study hard in your senior year of high school and try your best to get into Nanjing University. Don't be like me and your father." Wang Ning patted his shoulder and said, "Don't bother with that phone. Recently, I heard you talking to yourself on the 20-meter high in the middle of the night. The noise behind you was very loud and I couldn't hear what you were saying... The college entrance examination is coming soon. This is not good. Rest is important."
"It's impossible for me to get into Nanjing University. If I can't get in, I'll have a hard time getting into Nanjing University of Aeronautics and Astronautics." Bai Yang smiled awkwardly, then he was startled again, "Talking to myself? Uncle Wang, am I talking to myself?"
"Yes, who are you talking to?" Wang Ning asked him, "Is anyone talking to you?"
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Bai Yang threw the garbage bag into the classified trash bin, feeling preoccupied and a little dazed.
He turned his head and glanced at Uncle Wang. Wang Ning's fat figure had already entered the building. He must have gone upstairs to chat with his father. Bai Yang was very familiar with Wang Ning. He didn't often joke with him, and his tone was not a joke.
Bai Yang stood motionless at the garbage station, frowning, staring at the trash can for a long time. He seemed to be in a daze, but his mind was actually a mess. When a sanitation worker came over with a bag to collect the garbage, he stepped aside. The sanitation worker looked at him twice, probably not knowing why the young man was standing next to the trash can.
Bai Yang never expected that the normal life he thought he had returned to would be suddenly broken without warning. Wang Ning's unintentional words set off a huge wave in Bai Yang's heart, and even made his scalp tingle. The strange radio station that Bai Yang had originally forgotten was back, and in a way he could not understand.
What's going on?
Why did Uncle Wang say he was talking to himself?
Could it be that the Commission cannot monitor the signal of BG4MSR?
In the dark, Bai Yang heard a sharp scraping sound. It was the sound of the physics teacher pushing the coffin lid hard. Maxwell and Einstein, who had been sleeping peacefully for a long time, opened their eyes again.
The sanitation worker was clearing out empty mineral water bottles from the trash can and was unscrewing the bottle caps to pour the water when he suddenly became stunned.
The young man stared at the bottle in his hand for a long time.
So she tried to pass the mineral water bottle forward:
"You want one too?"
After Bai Yang threw away the garbage and went upstairs to his home, Uncle Wang was already sitting there chatting with his father, and his mother was setting the table for dinner.
"Yang, your uncle Wang is here... Yang? Your uncle Wang is here, why don't you say hello?"
"It's okay, Xiaowen, we just met downstairs."
"This kid is so rude."
Bai Yang turned a deaf ear to him and just walked through the living room in a daze, went straight into his room, closed the door and leaned against it.
My eyes fell on the black ICOM725 amateur radio station. There was definitely something fishy going on!
The Radio Committee has the ability to monitor all radio activities in the city, whether amateur or non-amateur. Unless you are a military radio station using encrypted calls, all normal radio activities are under the monitoring of the Radio Committee. However, the use of encryption in amateur radio activities is strictly prohibited. Amateur radio communications must use plain language, and if the other party encrypts the call, Bai Yang will not be able to receive or decipher it.
It doesn't make sense that the signal that my broken ICOM725 can receive cannot be received by the professional radio monitoring equipment of the Radio Commission.
Bai Yang patted his ears with both hands. Was there anything wrong with his mental state? Could BG4MSR be a figment of his imagination?
He shook his head. It was impossible. His mental state was normal.
So what's the problem?
Is she really living twenty years later?
Then why didn’t I receive my time glue... Bai Yang was suddenly stunned.
He saw the stainless steel cans on top of the bookshelf.
(End of this chapter)
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