A Million Possible

"You were wearing a white dress, and one of your teeth was missing and still very small."

Cheng Lin described it.

The girl laughed, her eyes curled up, and said, "I don't believe that your memory is so good, otherwise, why can't you even remember today's date?"

Cheng Lin shook his head and said nothing.

The two walked outside the church together.

Just walking to the door, the girl suddenly said, "Did you not bring an umbrella?"

"Yep."

"...With me?" After silence, the girl held up a big transparent umbrella and said.

Cheng Lin glanced at the dangling rain outside the church.

"thanks."

...

Early spring in March.

Because his hometown is in the north, in Cheng Lin's impression, March is still half winter, and spring is very weak.

It probably rains very rarely.

Sometimes the weather is strange, maybe there will be another spring snow.

But this is obviously not the case in Modu.

In the southern coastal cities, the trees have new green when the sea breeze blows in March.

The rain came.

After coming out of the church, Cheng Lin saw the gloomy sky outside.

The umbrella is transparent, but it is not the ordinary plastic in Cheng Lin's memory, but it seems to be a new material-there has been progress in the past two decades.

Looking up, you can see the black-gray, rolling cumulonimbus cloud in the sky through the umbrella surface.

The sunlight was compressed into an extremely pitiful and bleak white spot.

The spring breeze in March is so cold.

The wind is not strong, so I can barely bend the branches of the trees.

It was cold, as if to pierce people's skin.

The rain follows the wind.

The typical spring rain, patters, between heaven and earth, foggy, green vegetation, this is a rare sight in spring in the north.

The people who finished the service wrapped up their coats and held umbrellas, and left one after another.

It is probably very pious to be able to come to worship in such rainy days?

Cheng Lin thought to himself.

Many people come by car, but most of them still take the bus.

There is a bus stop not far from the entrance of the church.

When he saw it, Cheng Lin couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Twenty years have passed, the public transportation system has remained unchanged.

Seeing Weizhi's works, it seems that the entire human society may have changed a bit smaller than what he had guessed.

Cheng Lin and the girl walked over to wait for the bus.

In the meantime, Cheng Lin also learned the name of the other party:

Qiaoya

"I told you my name, then what is your name?"

The two held their umbrellas together and came under the stop sign.

There is a roof to block the rain. At this moment, there are several people in the same car. Qiaoya put away the umbrella and asked.

"Confidentiality."

Cheng Lin blinked and said with a smile.

Qiaoya was slightly dazed, thinking that my name as a girl has not been concealed by you. Are you a man still keeping it secret?

"All right."

However, the gentle and kind temperament that Cheng Lin conveyed made Qiaoya not unhappy at all, but she nodded helplessly.

Finish saying this sentence.

The two suddenly fell into a strange silence.

Cheng Lin stood silently, the corners of his clothes wetted by the cold wind and rain.

Cheng Lin just waited for the next task.

But the brain has been slow to see information emerge.

Blank.

"Is it still not the time to trigger the task?"

Cheng Lin thought, pressing it down again.

Thinking that today is the number 21 in Da Vinci's prophecy, I feel a little distracted for a while.

According to predictions, today the global flood will officially appear.

At the same time, since it is stated in the prophecy that on November 1st of the same year, mankind will face the "Last Supper".

It can be inferred that the global flood is not an instantaneous process of destruction.

But from March 21st to November 1st, the end will be truly completed.

In other words, there is a time difference of about seven months.

This time difference is the process from the outbreak of the flood to the complete flooding of the world and the extinction of mankind.

"Death slowly... this is much crueler than the extinguishing of the sky."

Cheng Lin murmured.

"What did you say?" Qiaoya next to her looked over.

Cheng Lin smiled at her, his eyes fluctuated, and suddenly said, "I just think that today is a very meaningful day."

Qiaoya smiled and said: "Why? Are you saying that because you met me, it makes sense today? This strike-up is as old as your previous sentence."

Cheng Lin looked at her.

My heart said girl, you really think too much.

He reached out his hand and pulled out a piece of paper from the wide pocket of his robe and handed it to Qiaoya.

"What is this? Newspaper?"

Qiaoya asked in surprise.

Yes, it is the newspaper.

To be precise, it was the briefing in the nameless book.

Before the book disappeared, Cheng Lin owed it with a hand, and when he pulled it casually, he tore it off and put it in his pocket.

"To be precise, it's an old newspaper."

Cheng Lin corrected.

Qiaoya looked at him quietly with big beautiful eyes before reading the yellowed page of the old newspaper.

Two minutes later.

She raised her head and said with a smile: "So you mean, the world is destroyed? The global flood? Just today? I really don't know where you got the report from 20 years ago."

"You don't believe it?" Cheng Lin asked rhetorically.

Qiaoya returned the newspaper clippings to him, and said quietly: "What do you think of my IQ?"

"I can't see it, but it should be normal."

"Then how can a normal person believe in such a thing?"

Qiaoya laughed, she said: "Let me give you an example."

"The car is coming."

Cheng Lin interrupted her.

A bus that looked clearly different from the bus 20 years ago approached slowly.

The most obvious difference is its shape, the chassis is unusually tall.

The shape is also very strange.

It turned out to be an unmanned bus.

"Get in the car first."

Qiaoya said.

Cheng Lin looked at the gate-like thing on the bus, then secretly touched the phone in his pocket, fell silent, and said, "Can you pay me for the car... I borrowed it."

Qiaoya: "..."

...

One minute later.

The two sat side by side in the seats.

The interior of the car is actually not much different from 20 years ago.

Qiaoya continued: "Let me give you an example."

"good."

"In the early 19th century, there was a wave of millennial movement in the Commonwealth.

Some so-called prophets believe that

The world will face destruction, which will bind new beliefs, and many new sects will emerge.

However, later, we all know that the world has not been destroyed, and the Lord has never come. "

After a pause, Qiaoya continued:

"At the end of the 20th century, we are getting closer and closer to the millennium,

Even though people have opened up their minds, they are no longer blindly driven by caring people.

But on the other side,

The end is another round of commercial marketing.

Songs, books...all carry out commercial activities based on the theme of the end of the world,

Even though religious claims have gradually become untenable,

But some people claim that the "Millennium Worm" will have a devastating blow to banks and flying equipment.

Caused the collapse of the financial systems of various countries.

However, this did not happen afterwards. "

"Finally survived the millennium, and the Maya were taken out and hyped again.

December 21, 2012 is 13.0.0.0.0 according to the long calendar of the Mayan civilization,

It was just the end of the 13th 400th year,

Was promoted as a doomsday prophecy,

Film and television, books, the Internet... are all hyping the concept of doomsday,

In the end, nothing happened,

It just makes a lot of people make a lot of money. "

"Then immediately followed by the recovery of Spiritual Qi...

This time the impact is even greater,

After all, this is a real change,

Fortunately, before the massive recovery of Spiritual Qi,

Countries in the world have already prepared for it,

Several years in advance, I began to use cultural products to slowly instill the concept of Spiritual Qi recovery into the public.

For example, Xia Guo,

It starts with online novels and instills the revival of Spiritual Qi,

And then gradually, adapted from the net text,

Spread this concept through animation, film, and games,

Covering domestic netizens...

Coupled with the government’s strong public opinion control and guidance during the recovery,

This did not give the Doomsday Merchant much opportunity,

But that time, there were still a large number of people, even authorities, who came out to stir up the concept of doomsday.

In the end, nothing happened..."

"Then it was a method invented by a scientist to increase the probability of awakening, which led to a new round of doomsday marketing..."

Qiaoya counted them one by one, breaking her fingers.

Her speech speed is not fast or slow, her words are clear, and she is logically fluent.

Cheng Lin leaned against the soft seat and listened quietly, while watching her speak with a slight smile.

By the time she finished speaking, the vehicle had traveled a long way.

Even stopped a few stops.

The rain that was wagging outside the car window has grown a lot.

The big raindrops pattered on the glass window and quickly spread, blurring the vision.

There were not many people on the bus, and a few people got off the previous stops.

In such a heavy rain, almost no one wants to get in the car.

So, unknowingly, there were only two of them left on the entire bus.

"... So, in summary, the so-called doomsday’s ignorance and fear from the very beginning,

Later it evolved into a commercial activity, which is already a very mature method.

You showed me the same,

Even that kind of publicity is very small,

There is no failed publicity tossing up the waves,

A person who didn't know where to get out, with a string of bluffing names,

Then follow the ancient mysterious legend of the Da Vinci Code,

To create this so-called doomsday prophecy,

Do you think people with normal IQ will write it? "

Qiaoya said with a smile.

Seeing her finished speaking, Cheng Lin couldn't help showing an expression of appreciation, and even gently clapped his hands: "Papa Papa..."

Clear applause echoed in the empty carriage.

Cheng Lin said in a voice full of admiration:

"Listening to the Lord’s words, better than reading ten years of books, I didn’t expect you to have such an opinion on the end of the world.

Well, this is what you usually think about in your studies,

Or is it taught in college courses? "

Cheng Lin's eyes were bright, and he said with emotion: "You must be an excellent lapel in the second division."

Qiaoya narrowed her smile.

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