We Live In Nanjing

  Chapter 58 Purpose and Carrying Information

   Bai Yang turned his head and looked at the three people standing behind him.

  Wang Ning stood in the middle, Bai Yang saw that his face turned red, then blue, and finally white, like a traffic light. He lifted his right hand and grabbed his chest with an expression of pain.

  He remembered that the heart is on the left.

   So he switched to his left hand, clutching the shirt on his chest tightly, his expression continued to be painful, and he staggered back two steps.

  Zhao Bowen and Bai Zhen quickly supported him.

   "Pharaoh, what's wrong with you?"

   "I... I have a heart attack..." Wang Ning was out of breath.

  "When did you have a heart attack?"

   "From now on."

The three people left the room. Bai Yang sat at the table, across the wall, and heard the daddy and the others arguing vaguely. It was a discussion at first, but it was a quarrel in the back. The sound can continuously penetrate the wall and headphones, and Bai Yang can hear it vaguely. "Electromagnetic signals don't travel at the speed of light"-this is Zhao Bowen, "No one believes what you say!"-this is Wang Ning, and "it's the fuck"-this is Dad.

  Daddy Wang Ning and Zhao Bowen quarreled in the living room for half an hour, and suddenly fell silent. They sat in silence for a long time, all wanting to talk but not talking, and finally the three of them got up at the same time.

   "I will go to the bathroom."

   "I'm going to smoke a cigarette."

   "I...I will go!"

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  Bai Yang went downstairs to throw garbage and saw Zhao Bowen sitting on the stairs on the first floor of the unit building and smoking.

  The light in the corridor was very dim. Without turning on the lights, Old Zhao sat silently in the darkness, only the red cigarette butts flickering and disappearing slowly.

   "Uncle Zhao."

  Zhao Bowen gave way to the side, Bai Yang sat down beside him, and the two sat side by side on the steps, looking at the black green belt outside the unit door and the lights of the opposite residential building.

   "Yang Yang."

"Ok?"

   "You made a great contribution." Zhao Bowen smiled, "You may have changed the destiny of all mankind."

   "Don't kid me."

"No kidding, really." Zhao Bowen spit out a smoke ring, burned half of the cigarette, and crumpled it on his finger. "You have made a major discovery that is absolutely unprecedented, and there may be no one in the future. If you want to list Put out a list of the 100 most important people since the birth of mankind. Yang Yang, you must be among them. Whatever Qin Emperor and Han Wu, Tang Zong and Song Ancestor, at most are listed with you Bai Yang."

  "Don't chill me, Uncle Zhao." Bai Yang held his chin and stared at the residential building opposite. The building was brightly lit, and behind every window was a peaceful and happy family.

  In five years, human civilization is about to be destroyed. Under this circumstance, what is the point of listing the 100 most important people in human history?

  Is it a summary of the life of the dead before he is buried?

  "Would you like to give your acceptance speech?" Zhao Bowen asked.

   "Thank CCTV, thank BTV, thank Bilibili, thank NGA, thank Zhihu Weibo Baidu Tieba." Bai Yang said.

"good!"

  Zhao Bowen clapped his hands.

  The applause fell, and it returned to silence.

  Lao Zhao bit the cigarette in his mouth and took a big puff, the red hot cigarette butts suddenly brightened in the dark.

   "It is no exaggeration to say that today may be the most important day in millions of years since mankind left Africa. We are witnessing history."

   "But it's just an ordinary day." Bai Yang raised his head and looked at the sky.

   "Any day in history is an ordinary day." Zhao Bowen smiled, "The great changes seen in later generations, in the eyes of people who have experienced it, are just a day for eating and sleeping as usual."

   "It has always been this way?"

   "It has always been like this."

  Lao Zhao smoked silently, smoking the cigarette until there was only one cigarette **** left.

  "What are you going to do about this?" Bai Yang asked.

   "We can't just sit and wait, we have to find a way to change that future." Zhao Bowen replied.

"How to do?"

"I don't have any clues for now." Zhao Bowen shook his head. "This problem may be difficult to solve by ourselves, but everyone is gathering firewood and the flames are high. When I report this matter, the state machine will be turned. Those messy top think tanks can always think of a way."

   "Uncle Zhao, you are also a professor at Nantah University."

"Associate."

  Zhao Bowen threw the cigarette **** on the bottom of his foot and stepped on it hard.

   "I am still very confused now." Bai Yang said suddenly.

   "Where are you confused?"

   "Everything is confused." Bai Yang patted his cheek, "Why does this happen, why is there communication through time and space? What is the reason for the failure of the time capsule transmission? Is it really because it was dug out?"

  "I can't answer your first question either." Zhao Bowen said, "No one knows why this happened. I guess the problem is not on our side, but on the BG4MSR side."

   "Black Moon?"

  "It may be caused by the black moon." Zhao Bowen nodded, "It's just that we still can't find direct evidence to prove that it is the culprit of the hyperspace communication."

  "Isn't this obvious?" Bai Yang asked, "it is the only object beyond our cognition."

"It's obvious, but it can only be said to be highly suspect until we find definitive evidence." Zhao Bowen said, "As for the next few questions, I have been thinking about it during this period of time and have come up with some unreliable speculations. It’s all my thoughts, but I can tell you about it. Anyway, I don’t have to be legally liable if I tell you."

   "Say Uncle Zhao!" Bai Yang cheered up, "telling me is not a rumor!"

  "First of all, Yang Yang...do you think it is difficult to deliver a time capsule and a piece of time slowly and deliver it twenty years later?" Zhao Bowen took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and took out another.

  He smokes more cigarettes today than usual in a week.

   Bai Yang was taken aback when he heard this question.

"difficult?"

"No, it's not difficult, it's actually not difficult at all." Zhao Bowen "slapped" on the lighter and lit the cigarette in the palm of his hand. "Pharaoh's idea is right. It is not difficult to bury a time capsule. It’s not difficult to deliver it twenty years later, but why have we failed so many times?"

  After asking this question, Old Zhao took a deep breath.

  "Because the world destroys social turmoil." Bai Yang replied, "The capsule will be dug out."

"Yes, this is the reason. It should be said that it is very likely to be the reason. Therefore, we must be double-blind to prevent someone from knowing what the capsule is and where the capsule is at the same time." Zhao Bowen nodded, "but we have to learn to see through the phenomenon. To the essence, Yang Yang, we must learn to extend a single case to the general field—"

  Zhao Bowen picked up a stone from the ground.

   "Yang Yang, I am throwing this stone into the green belt at the door now. Do you think it can be preserved for twenty years?"

  White Yang was startled.

Before he could answer, Zhao Bowen announced the answer himself, "It must be possible. We throw this stone into the green belt. As long as there is no accident, it is not too unlucky to be crushed by the car, it will be complete. After staying here for twenty years, no one will have trouble with an inconspicuous stone after all."

  White Yang nodded.

   "But—" Zhao Bowen said, "If we want to send this stone to the BG4MSR twenty years later, and still throw it into the green belt, can we do it?"

"can not."

"Yes, no. If you want to send a stone to BG4MSR, you must put it in a time capsule and follow the double-blind rule, otherwise you will fail. If you throw it into the green belt, 100% of it will not be delivered to the other party. ." Zhao Bowen asked, "Why are they all the same stone, but the two results are so different?"

"Because the first case does not have to be given to a specific person, no matter where the stone falls in the past twenty years, it can still be there." Bai Yang said, "but in the second case, it needs to be given to someone, then It's more complicated."

  Zhao Bowen nodded, "Where is the essential difference?"

  White Yang pondered for a few seconds, "The essential difference..."

"Don't worry about it, let's look at the second example." Zhao Bowen still uses stones as an example. "Let's pick up two stones now, a total of three stones. Let's throw these three stones into the green belt. Can they survive until twenty years from now?"

"Can."

   "Yes, yes." Zhao Bowen said, "Then we now arrange the three stones in a straight line and place them in the green belt, Yang Yang, can this stone array be successfully retained until twenty years later?"

   "No." Bai Yang said, "It will definitely be disrupted."

   "Why are the same three stones, and the results are so different?"

   "Because... In the first case, you don’t have to worry about the formation. The formation is too easily disturbed and disrupted."

"Yes, but this is the appearance. We need to see the essence. Only by seeing the essence can we draw inferences about it, and then we can find other ways to transport time." Zhao Bowen nodded, turned his head, and raised two fingers, "Yang Yang Now I want to introduce two very important concepts, one is called purpose, and the other is information carrying."

  (End of this chapter)