We Live In Nanjing

  Chapter 36 fooled the world

   Banxia is probably used to failure.

She slowly pushed the soil back into the pit, filled the pit, compacted the soil with her palms, then knelt on the grass with her head down, her hands propped on her body, and she watched in a daze as her ten fingers penetrated into the loose brown soil. .

  The girl let out a long breath.

  The yellow weed caught between her fingers was gently crushed by her, and it turned into a small ball in her palm.

She clapped her hands, got up from the grass, dusted her clothes and pants, the moonlight was very bright tonight, and the quiet Nanjing was immersed in the cold silver moonlight. The sharp silver light cut the city under the night into black and white, black moon Hanging on the other side of the sky, it is called the black moon because it is very dark, far darker than the white moon, and looks like a round of gray discs.

  Teacher urged that you must not go out when the two moons rise, because the night is dangerous.

The girl straightened her body and stood in the moonlight, looking up at the starry sky. There is no light pollution in the unmanned city. The bright and deep Milky Way traversed above her head and fell below the horizon in the out of reach. She wore a light-colored dress. The nightdress showed smooth thighs and arms, both arms and long dark hair fell freely and softly, and ten fingers curled slightly.

The girl’s body is actually quite thin. On weekdays, she squeezed her strength from her bones to support the image of a strong doomsday survivor, but without her arms, Banxia suddenly became lonely and desolate—she was still just nineteen years old. A girl, if she doesn't hold a knife or gun, her hands are a lot slenderer than an adult man.

  The girl's complexion is extremely white in the moonlight, and she looks like a faint ghost from a distance.

  Occasionally Banxia would think, maybe he is really a ghost?

  She is just a ghost who does not want to leave this world. When everyone has left here, she is the only one who still stubbornly wanders aimlessly in the city.

  If those animals are wise and can communicate, they may think of themselves as a terrible female ghost. Wild buffaloes will whisper like this when passing in groups on the street of Clover Garden:

  Old butt, did you know that there is a female ghost upstairs over there!

  Really big dung bag, what kind of female ghost?

  She doesn't appear very often, sometimes she appears on the top floor and disappears suddenly.

  Isn’t it a living person, a big dung bag?

  The living people are already dead, where are the living? That's the ghost, old ass.

  Wow, it's terrible, so terrible, go quickly.

  After shit, then leave.

  Banxia opened her hand to face the moon.

  I'm still alive.

"what!"

  The girl yelled and clenched her fists hard.

  At the same time imagine the moon exploding.

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  "BG4MXH, dear Mr. BG4MXH, I didn’t find anything. I didn’t see the time capsule you mentioned. The plan failed again, OVER."

  Banxia sits on a chair, with her upper body lying on the table, wearing headphones on her head, holding a microphone in her hand, and muttering.

   "BG4MSR, this is a good thing, OVER."

  The other party replied.

  "BG4MXH, why is it a good thing again? OVER."

  "BG4MSR, because failure is success, Mother, through experiments, I am eliminating the possibility one by one. I believe that I am approaching the truth, OVER."

   "What's the truth?"

   "The truth is that you are fooling me, sister."

"Ok--?"

   Pinellia is pronounced from the nose, the tone is raised and higher, and the eyebrows are also raised and higher.

  "Well, let's not consider the truth for the time being, put it aside, BG4MSR, I have a speculation, but I still don’t know whether it is true, OVER."

   "You said, I'm listening."

"You can hear clearly, my guess is: as long as it is a time capsule that I personally planted, it will most likely not be delivered to you." A clear young male voice came from the headset, "Can you understand? I don't know this. Is it right? It has yet to be verified, but I have this intuition-in time slow delivery, as the person sending the courier, I must not bury it by myself, otherwise the delivery will fail, OVER."

   Banxia pondered for a moment.

  "BG4MXH, why is this? OVER."

   "BG4MSR, because as long as the time is long enough, then anyone is unbelievable, including myself, OVER."

   "You mean you will dig it out?"

"Not only that, you know that people are such nasty creatures. The less you can’t touch something, the more you want to touch it. The less you can’t think about something, the more you have to think about it, so take the time capsule. It will be a matter of time for the buried person to interfere with the capsule. Today I asked Uncle Zhao. Uncle Zhao directly said that he would put the capsule out of reach of anyone, including himself, so I went to buy it. The white glue is poured into the pit, but the facts prove that the glue is not enough. It is not enough to resist the interference caused by you or others in the next twenty years."

   "Uncle Zhao?"

   "That's the big boss."

   "Okay, big boss, what's next?"

"So I further conclude that relying on my own ability, it is difficult to put the time capsule in a place that no one can reach, unless I take a boat and throw the time capsule in the middle of Xuanwu Lake-but then you can't find it. When it comes to it, the problem lies here. Make sure that you can dig it out where the time capsule is buried. It doesn’t make sense to throw it far away, but then I can dig it out, so I absolutely can’t know the time capsule. The exact location!"

   Banxia was taken aback.

  "Can't you know the location?"

   "Yes, I can't know the location."

  The headset paused, and the voice continued:

"I don't think this world will let our plan succeed so easily. In the midst of it, it will definitely set many obstacles, so we have to deceive it and not be discovered by it, but we must deceive the premise of the world... It is to fool us."

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  The next day.

  On the last day of the National Day holiday, the second time capsule and tritium tube bought by Bai Yang arrived.

  He didn't take care of the time capsule when he buried it. Even if he knew that the capsule was not successfully delivered to BG4MSR's hands, he would not dig it anymore.

  Let it go with that time capsule.

  In the turmoil and wandering of the next two decades, where that time capsule will eventually end up depends on its good fortune.

  Poplar spent the morning installing the tritium tube. This time I used the painting "Ma Baoguo's Attack on Pearl Harbor".

  Next, he copied the letter as it was, and drew a big smiling face on the back of the letter paper.

  All medicines, letters, and time indicators are packed into stainless steel capsules. The white poplar wraps the capsules layer by layer with opaque waterproof plastic cloth. The capsules are wound in many layers, and they are tied tightly with a rope, which looks like a package.

  Everything was ready, Bai Yang took out his mobile phone.

   Scrolled through the address book, and then got through Yan Zhihan's call.

   "Hello? Brother Yan? Do you have time now? Can you come and do me a favor?"

  (End of this chapter)