We Live In Nanjing

   Chapter 16 No Evidence

  "2019?"

  Hearing this year, Pinellia's first reaction is that the brain is watts.

  Either his brain is watt, or his brain is watt, anyway, one of the two people must have his brain watt.

  When is 2019?

   Banxia is counting with her fingers. She is 19 years old this year. She has not been born in 2019. At that time, there was only one moon in the sky, right? Xuanwu Bay is still just a lake, Purple Mountain is just a mountain, and the world is still bustling with people.

   sounds like something from the last century.

  People cannot be resurrected when they die, and the same is true when a city is dead. A great civilization that has been born for thousands of years is destroyed, just like a castle piled up on sand, which cannot be restored after it collapses.

  In those years, Pinellia was too young to understand the teacher’s pain. The teacher always stroked the reinforced concrete buildings with only the skeleton on the side of the road. Tell her, can you imagine? In the past, we had powerful machinery, and the speed to build such a tall building was so fast that the naked eye could see it. She often shed tears as she spoke.

  Probably the people of the old age-the teacher is the people of the old age, there will always be such a sigh.

  People are always resentful of the old things that accompanied them when they grew up.

   Banxia thinks so.

But Banxia is not a person of the old age. Although she was born at the end of the old age, she grew up in the post-apocalyptic era. For that glorious city, Banxia has only very vague memories. She is accustomed to the corpses of human civilization. , This 6,000-square-kilometer corpse was lying quietly on the ground, turning into pale bones over the long years.

The city of Nanjing is slowly sinking into the ground. It is gradually returning to the embrace of nature. On a larger time scale, the hard ground is actually soft and fluid. It covers the unmanned Nanjing. Take it bit by bit. Pulling the ground underground, if someone can speed up the flow of time ten times, then you can see the process of the city being swallowed with the naked eye. The teacher once said that in some ancient cities, the ground layer is layered under the ground, and one city crushes one city. The new city was built on top of the old city.

  If you have a long knife, cut them longitudinally, you can see this shale-like civilization fossil.

  The earth is faithfully recording history.

A thousand years later, Nanjing will be completely buried. Not only Nanjing, but all cities in the world will be buried. Then the earth will be restored to the way humans have never been before. Animals run and jump in the grass and forests. , They will never know where a dozen meters below their feet, sleeping in a once glorious city.

  Teacher shed tears about this, probably because of sorrow from then on to the end of the universe, no one can remember the existence of human beings anymore.

  What kind of barrenness should it be?

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   "In 2040, I will be the only one left in the world."

  These words surprised Bai Yang.

  Even nonsense, it is scary enough.

  This year is 2019. It is only two decades away from 2040. After twenty years, there will be only one person left in the world?

Obviously, I was just eighteen years old. According to the normal average life expectancy of the 21st century, I would have no pressure to live until 20 years later, including my parents, teachers and classmates in Da Shao Yan’s school. Twenty years later, there is no problem—what about that person? Where are all the people?

  No matter how big a natural disaster, even if a nuclear war is fought, it will not be enough for human beings to die clean in 20 years, right?

"BG4MSR, this is BG4MXH. Let's stop the joke. Don't make up anymore. I don't blame you for not coming last time...or you did come, but we didn't meet. I don't know where it came from. Question, I don’t want to pursue it anymore. I should rest. I wish you a good dream tonight, 73, OVER."

  As soon as she heard that the other party was about to end the call, the girl became anxious.

  "BG4MXH! BG4MXH! This is BG4MSR, I can prove that I am in 2040! I can prove that I am in 2040! Don't leave! OVER!"

   After a long silence on the channel, Bai Yang's voice sounded again, which made Banxia breathe a sigh of relief.

   "BG4MSR, what did you just say? Can you prove that you are in 2040? OVER."

  "BG4MXH, yes yes yes, I can prove it to you! OVER."

  "BG4MSR, how do you prove it? OVER."

  Bai Yang was also curious. Hearing this, he was not in a hurry to go to bed and rest. Could it be that he could really tell himself the lottery winning number or the answer to the college entrance examination?

  Such a blatant nonsense, can the other party really prove it?

  That Maxwell and Einstein are going to crawl out of the coffin together.

   "BG4MXH, I'll go find proof for you! You wait for me, you must wait for me! OVER."

  Pan Xia put down the microphone and took off the headphones, sat on the chair and looked around, scanning the desk, the bookshelf, and all the furnishings in the room.

  She got up and rummaged in the room, scratching her head anxiously.

  What can prove what she said?

  What can prove that she lives in 2040?

Banxia unexpectedly found that she was helpless. Every stone and every dust in this world would undoubtedly be in 2040, but Banxia was unable to prove this to the person on the other side of the radio waves. She had no physical evidence in her hand. There is no personal identification, and the radio station does not have a camera or a monitor, so it cannot transmit images, and even a photo cannot be sent.

  How can I make the other person believe in me?

  Even if there is an old newspaper more than ten years ago, she doesn’t even have an old newspaper in her hand.

What to do about this?

What to do about this? What to do what to do what to do what to do what to do?

  Banxia sat back on the chair again, put on the headphones, and the opposite Bai Yang was already talking:

  "BG4MSR, this is BG4MXH, have you found any evidence? OVER."

   "BG4MXH, this is BG4MSR, I...I..."

  Banxia squeezed the microphone for a long time, but didn't know what to say.

  Release the microphone, Bai Yang's voice rang in the earphones.

   "BG4MSR, can't find evidence, right? OVER."

  Why does Bai Yangxin say this? Why do you want to say that you are in 2040? To find evidence for such a lie that even a three-year-old child can't deceive?

  The girl's behavior and thinking are quite strange, and it's a bit scary when you think about it.

   Isn’t it a mental problem?

  Have a symptom?

  Imagine that you live in a future where all mankind will be extinct?

Bai Yang knows that there is a group called survivalists in this world. They firmly believe that the world will have a catastrophe sooner or later, so in order to deal with major disasters or the end of the world, they like to stock up a large amount of food and equipment at home for emergencies. They are a group of heavy hamsters. And refuge lovers, could it be that this girl is a deeply poisoned doomsday survivalist? Dreaming about living in the end times all day?

  Then she should indeed see a doctor.

  Bai Yang thought to herself that her luck was really bad, and she finally got through to other people, but the people who got through were not normal, so she had to change the channel next time.

  14255 will not come anymore.

   "BG4MSR, this is BG4MXH, I'm going offline, 73, OVER."

   "I will find evidence tomorrow!"

   "BG4MSR, what did you say? Can you find evidence tomorrow? OVER."

  "Yes, I will find evidence for you tomorrow, which can prove that what I said is true, so...please, please, please continue to be online tomorrow night, okay? Wait for me on this channel?"

  (End of this chapter)