Chapter 92 The Last Battle of Resistance in Human History
The pendulum has been hanging on the Zifeng Building for a long time, but it doesn't know how long it has been hanging because it has no concept of time. One second, one year, ten years or a hundred years make no difference to it. As an agricultural harvester, what concept of time does it need?
So it just hung there, swaying in the rain and wind, and lush green moss slowly climbed up its body, and it looked as if it were a part of the planet.
If nothing unexpected happens, it will act like a pendulum and continue to swing until the planet is destroyed.
The mother machine did not take it back. This was not a mistake on the part of the mother machine, but a normal error allowed by mathematics. Twenty-five million four hundred and seventy-three thousand six hundred and twenty-nine harvesters were deployed at the same time, and one was not taken back. The recovery rate reached 25 million four hundred and seventy-three thousand six hundred and twenty-eight out of 25 million four hundred and seventy-three thousand six hundred and twenty-nine. An error of one in 25 million four hundred and seventy-three thousand six hundred and twenty-nine is acceptable in calculation, just like a miss rate of one in seven billion is also within the allowable range. No one can achieve a 100% success rate because the universe does not allow it.
This universe loves the beauty of incompleteness. It is so obsessed with imperfection and broken symmetry that these two things run through the essence of the universe from beginning to end. From a certain perspective, this universe is unique. There are so many universes in this world, and most of them love perfection and perfection, so they are chaotic and eternal from birth. Although perfection is good, incompleteness can give birth to possibility and uncertainty, and uncertainty is more charming than eternity.
The mother machine thinks so, and the mother machine of the mother machine also thinks so.
The pendulum thinks of nothing.
It just hangs there for birds and small animals to climb up and make nests.
It likes this green world very much. There are so many farmlands in the galaxy that crops mature every second. This farm is actually not special. Relatively speaking, the crops on this farm mature very slowly. It is probably due to environmental problems. In such a comfortable environment, the crops will not strive for progress. It is foreseeable that it will take a long time after this batch of crops is harvested and the next batch of crops mature.
It may take five million years, or ten million years, or even fifty million years, or even one hundred million years.
But the pendulum doesn't care.
The mother machine doesn't care either.
Time is also meaningless to the mother machine. Not caring about time is the characteristic of the mother machine. They don’t care about time. The mother machine has completed its mission and has closed its eyes long ago.
When the next batch of crops mature, another mother machine and harvester will arrive, just like the last harvest. The last harvest took place in the extremely distant past. After the harvest, the mother machine never opened its eyes again. It just stayed quietly in orbit 380,000 kilometers away from this planet and has never awakened until now.
After completing their mission, the mother machine and harvester should return to the universe. They were originally borrowed from the universe and should be returned after completing their mission.
Therefore, the pendulum believes that it makes little difference whether it is recovered by the mother machine or not. It hangs here quietly and sleeps, waiting for the universe to recover it.
It thought this was its end.
Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth, what belongs to the mother machine returns to the mother machine, and everything returns to the universe.
Until that night a bright meteor streaked across the night sky and exploded into a gorgeous flower on the horizon.
The pendulum opened its eyes again.
The mother machine left itself here before finishing its work, perhaps not because of a statistical error, but because of her unfathomable wisdom.
It experienced the feeling that the mother machine described. Uncertainty is indeed the most wonderful thing in the universe.
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[Interview transcript excerpt: The last resistance battle in human history:
Bai Zhen is the third person I interviewed. He is still driving a taxi in Nanjing. He drives during the day and goes home at night, leading a peaceful life as an ordinary citizen. With the development of human civilization to this level, people like Bai Zhen live the most comfortably. Even if the sky falls, he will be the last to be hit. Therefore, Bai Zhen has always been calm and unhurried. The end of the world is just something for him to brag about. We met at 7 o'clock in the evening, on the second weekend after the interview with Zhao Bowen. The location was agreed to be a small roadside restaurant near Nanjing Guoxin Zhuangyuanlou Hotel.
Bai Zhen came up and picked up the menu. It was just like Governor Qiao randomly ordered a couple's meal. He was not shy at all. While ordering, he asked the writer, "Teacher, do you have any dietary restrictions? Do you eat pork? Do you drink alcohol? Are you treating us?"
I answered the last question in the affirmative, and Bai Zhen felt relieved.
Neither of them drinks. The author doesn't drink, and Bai Zhen doesn't dare to drink, so he takes out two glass bottles of Arctic Ocean from the freezer and clinks the bottle mouths together.
The waiter served a dish of salted duck, a dish of salted egg yolk rice crust, and a dish of Jinling double-stinky pork.
Our local specialties, pig intestines and stinky tofu! Have you ever tried them, brother? Come and try them, they are so delicious!
At the dinner hosted by the author, Bai Zhen showed great host spirit.
There is also a Liuhe first dish, which I have ordered for you. It is soup. Drinking some soup in winter can warm your body. Don't be polite, brother.
Bai Zhen ate while talking endlessly, and the more he talked, the more he went on and on, just like a taxi driver.
Let’s continue the topic we didn’t finish on WeChat.
I tried to get the subject back on track.
Bai Zhen held the greasy chopsticks, chewed his food, and nodded: Where should we start? Let's talk about the big eyeballs?
I nodded.
As for this big eyeball, no one knows exactly when and why it woke up. It was most likely during that half month. Lao Zhao speculated that it was awakened by intense human activities and that we made too much noise and woke it up, but I don’t think this may be the reason... In fact, most of the information about the big eyeball is speculation, and only a few are based on direct evidence. So far, it remains a mystery to us.
Bai Zhen talked freely.
I turned on my phone and started recording.
However, one thing is certain, the big eyeball is the direct cause of the destruction of the world, this has been confirmed.
What exactly are big eyeballs?
I asked.
Bai Zhen took out a piece of paper and wiped his lips, thinking for a moment:
Big Eyeball is what we usually call it, but it actually has a formal code name, called hacker or swordsman.
Swordsman?
I asked.
Bai Zhen nodded: That might be the last swordsman in the entire world. In our imagination, when the disaster strikes, the number of swordsmen falling from the sky might be in the tens of millions. After the extinction of human beings, they all returned to the Black Moon. Only this last swordsman remained on Earth for some reason. The sudden and intense human activities awakened it, and it discovered the last person left in the world, so it began to hunt her down.
BG4MSR?
I asked.
Yes, Bai Zhen said, the swordsmen are too powerful and pose a huge threat to us. To be honest, even a big eyeball is so troublesome. If there are a million of them, the world may really be destroyed by them. If there are ten million of them, it is really amazing that humans can survive for two years... Brother, you can't imagine how they harvest humans, it's really a big scene.
All ears.
I said.
They harness a power that humans cannot counter.
What power?
Gravity, the gravity of the black moon, Bai Zhen's voice was low. From the records we got, the scene of the doomsday disaster was likely to be like this: one day the black moon rose from the horizon, it became so huge that it could occupy all your vision, the gravity on the earth was balanced by the gravity of the black moon, all people and things on the ground were pulled into the air, losing the ability to resist, and then they were all slaughtered in an orderly manner by tens of millions of swordsmen. The black moon could circle the earth once and harvest all the people on the earth like leeks. If one circle was not clean, it could make a few more circles.
It's exactly the same as leeks.
Can the Black Moon control its own orbit?
I was a little surprised.
It should be possible, it is obviously not a natural celestial body.
According to what you said, it is so close to the earth that it is almost face to face. Won't the Black Moon itself be torn apart by the earth's gravity?
Yes, but it is not afraid of being torn apart. It should be said that what it wants is to be torn apart. The huge gravity of the earth actually helps it. The Black Moon is not an indivisible whole. After being torn apart, it turned into thousands of swordsmen. It was not until the extinction of mankind that the Black Moon entered a stable orbit, retracted all its big eyeballs, and stayed 130,000 kilometers away. It may have gone dormant after completing its mission, or it may be just a disposable tool.
Bai Zhen said.
No wonder BG4MSR said they lived underground for a long time.
I remembered this.
It was obvious that the survivors must have gone underground to fight against the big-eyed people. Bai Zhen nodded, but the building was about to collapse and one tree could not support it. They only lasted for two years at most. It was an arduous struggle. At that time, the earth was roaming with black swordsmen. People could only hide underground and look for opportunities to destroy the swordsmen. But in the end, mankind failed in this war, and there were only two people left in the world.
BG4MSR and her teacher.
I said.
That's right.
Bai Zhen picked up a piece of fatty intestine, which was trembling and glistening with oil.
How did BG4MSR find that big eyeball?
I asked.
On the contrary, based on the information we have collected, we are more inclined to believe that Big Eyeball discovered the girl first. We still don't know how Big Eyeball obtains information from the outside world, but it has a big eye and its eyesight should be very good. BG4MSR said that she just went to Xuanwu Bay to fish as usual, and looked up and found that a ball had grown on the roof of Zifeng Building in the distance at some point.
Bai Zhen said while eating.
Is that the big eyeball?
That is Big Eyes, the only living swordsman we have ever met. Bai Zhen nodded. It is possible that Big Eyes is sleeping on the Zifeng Building, or it is possible that it is hibernating somewhere else. After waking up, it wants to climb to a higher position with a better view to investigate the environment. Anyway, no matter what the situation is, when BG4MSR saw it, it was climbing on the top of the Zifeng Building.
BG4MSR actually escaped.
I said.
She was alert, but she almost died.
Bai Zhen sighed.
She was terrified, and we just couldn't get in touch. At that time, the radio station was being tested in a full-wave electromagnetic wave quiet room.
It’s really hard.
I said.
Bai Zhen put down his chopsticks and stared at the Arctic Ocean glass bottle on the table. His eyes became distant:
It is very hard. We are the last man and the last swordsman on earth. This is the last battle of resistance in human history. We have already failed once in the future, and we cannot fail again today. In order to fight against the swordsman, we will give it our all.]
(End of this chapter)
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