We Live In Nanjing

  Chapter 30 "Civilization" is the real time machine

  Bai Yang decided to put the matter down. He felt that believing that the broken ICOM725 could communicate over time was an insult to IQ.

  Although the elder sister of the drama fine is still trying to argue, but Bai Yang has no patience. After playing with her for so long, he should have a head. He is determined this time, and he is sorry for his physics teacher if he delays for a second.

  I’m a senior in high school, do you seem to be so idle?

The next night, Bai Yang dug out the time capsule again. Since he decided not to care about it, there was no need to stay there anymore. It was another quiet night at night. Bai Yang went downstairs with a shovel, knife and flashlight on his back. , Prying open the floor tiles under the promenade, and quietly dug out the time capsule. He named the operation "The Depression". Looking at the heavy stainless steel can in his hand, Bai Yang sighed. How could he believe these outrageous before? What about the nonsense?

  It also takes time and money to prepare time capsules.

  He stood on tiptoe, put the stainless steel capsule on the top of the bookshelf, and put it on the shelf.

   Lie down on the bed again, spread out your hands and feet and put them in big characters.

  What can’t you do if you have this free time... It’s better to go to Steam to see if there are any new game promotions and discounts. On the rare National Day holiday, parents can give permission to touch the computer.

  Thinking about this, Bai Yang stood up with a carp and got up to turn on the computer, wanting to see if there is a discount on Horseback Riding and Hack and Slash.

  He is going to be a lord.

  Use the enemy’s skull as a bowl!

  —248 copies.

  Okay, you can't be a lord.

  He wants to use G's fat skull as a bowl!

Seventeen or eighteen-year-old high school students are at the age of vigorous energy and physical strength. Their attention has always shifted extremely fast. Amateur radio is just one of Bai Yang’s many hobbies. When he has time to play "Civilization 6" and " When riding and cutting, obviously the appeal of the game is greater.

For the next three days, Bai Yang spent the happily playing "Civilization 6" online with He Leqin. He is very addicted to cooking and is keen to build wonders. Bai Yang Panpan Schitai Macedonia, the game is in progress. The situation was overwhelmed by soldiers, and He Leqin demolished the east wall to make up the west wall, and was beaten to collapse again and again.

  He Leqin yelled in grief: Can't you let me build a curiosity view!

  White Poplar: The wonders have missed the country, your majesty.

  "Civilization" is the real time shuttle.

  When the computer is turned on, when it is turned off, it gets dark when it looks up.

  Until noon on October 4, Bai Yang was asked by his mother to go downstairs to throw rubbish, and as soon as he walked out of the unit building, he ran into Wang Ning head-on.

Wang Ning is not tall, but his middle-aged hair is obvious. The sun is all greasy and he is bald. In order to cover up his shiny forehead, he brushed his hair horizontally from one side to the other over the top of his head. This is a classic The general hairstyle of the director of the Political and Education Office of the National Middle Schools.

   "Uncle Wang!"

   "Yo, Xiao Bai." Wang Ning greeted him, "Did your dad go home?"

   "I just got out of the car and came back." Bai Yang carried the garbage bag in his hand, "I'm at home."

   "Throw away the trash? You still know how to help the family. The little pole is really obedient." Wang Ning said, "How many days off on National Day?"

   "My mother asked me to throw it out. It will be put on National Day for seven days."

"You have to study hard in your third year of high school, try your best to go to Nanjing University, don't be like me and your dad." Wang Ning patted him on the shoulder, "Don't toss on that crutches for two to five. Recently I heard you don't sleep in the middle of the night. Talking to myself at ten meters, the back noise is still very loud, I can't hear what is said...I will take the college entrance examination soon, this is not good, rest is important."

   "It's impossible for Nantah University. If you fail to pass the exam, China Southern Airlines is too choking." Bai Yang smiled awkwardly, and then he was startled again, "Talking to myself? Uncle Wang, I'm talking to myself?"

   "Yes, who are you talking to?" Wang Ning asked him back, "Is anyone talking to you?"

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  Poplar threw the garbage bag into the sorted trash bin, worrying about it, a little dazed.

He turned his head and glanced at Uncle Wang. Wang Ning’s chubby figure had already entered the building. He must have been upstairs to talk to his father. Bai Yang was very familiar with Wang Ning. He didn’t often joke with himself, and his tone was not correct. Kidding.

Bai Yang stood motionless at the garbage station, frowned, and stared at the garbage can for a long time. He seemed to be in a daze, but his mind was in a mess. The sanitation workers who cleaned up the garbage came over with their bags and avoided them. Sanitation workers watched more. With his eyes, he probably didn't know why this young man had to stand on the upper wall beside the trash can.

Bai Yang did not expect that the normal life he thought he had returned was suddenly broken off guard. Wang Ning's unintentional words set off a huge wave in Bai Yang's heart, and even made his scalp numb. He was originally thrown by Bai Yang. The weird radio station in the back of his head was back, and in a way he couldn't understand.

How is this going?

  Why Uncle Wang said that he was talking to himself?

  Isn’t the Commission not able to monitor the BG4MSR signal?

  In the dark, Bai Yang heard a sharp scratching sound. It was the sound of the physics teacher pushing the coffin board hard in the coffin. Maxwell and Einstein opened their eyes again, who had not been asleep for a long time.

  The sanitation worker emptied the empty mineral water bottle from the trash can, was unscrewing the cap to pour water, and was stunned upside down.

  The young man stared at the bottle in his hand for a long time.

   So she tried to pass the mineral water bottle forward:

   "Do you want too?"

  Bai Yang left the trash and went upstairs and returned home. Uncle Wang and his father were already sitting there chatting, and his mother was putting the dinner plates at the table.

   "Yang, your uncle Wang is here... Yang? Your uncle Wang is here, why don't you say hello?"

   "It's okay, Xiaowen, I just met up below."

   "This kid is really rude."

   Bai Yang turned a deaf ear, just stunned through the living room, went straight into his room, then closed the door and leaned against the door.

  His eyes fell on the black ICOM725 amateur radio station. There is absolutely something wrong with this!

The Commission 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, otherwise all normal radio activities are under the supervision of the Commission, but amateur radio activities The use of encryption is strictly forbidden. Amateur radio communication must use plain language, and if the other party encrypts the call, Baiyang cannot receive and decipher it.

  It doesn’t make sense that the signal that this broken ICOM725 can receive cannot be received by the professional radio monitoring equipment of the Commission.

  Bai Yang patted his ear lightly with both hands. There is no problem with his mental state, right? BG4MSR is not a fantasy, right?

  He shook his head, it is impossible, his mental state is all normal.

  Where is the problem?

  Does she really live in twenty years?

  Then why didn't I receive my own time glue... Bai Yang was suddenly stunned.

  He saw the stainless steel can on the top of the bookshelf.

  (End of this chapter)