We Live In Nanjing

  Chapter 78 Listening to the rain in the urinal

  White Poplar drew a circle on the draft paper, then drew an eye in the middle of the circle, and finally added six insect-like long legs to the circle.

  He stared at it, restored it in his mind, modeled it in 3D, and let it slowly stand up on paper. What kind of image should it look like?

  A one-eyed spider?

  Or a big eyeball with six long legs?

  Are the six legs evenly distributed in a circle, or are they three symmetrically distributed on the left and right?

The small eyeballs standing on the paper clattered and crawled. It crawled quickly, from one end of the draft paper to the other, then jumped onto the math textbook, turned over the pencil case, and wanted to climb on the stainless steel. But its attempt failed. The stainless steel cup had a smooth appearance and no foothold. It climbed two steps to the vertical wall of the cup and rolled down. This fall seemed to knock it fainted. It shook its head and wanted to make a comeback, but a palm of the Tathagata suddenly fell from the sky, "Bang!" The earth shook the earth, and the little thing was crushed in the dust.

  Bai Yang suddenly woke up from the fantasy, and then a person's weight was pressed on his shoulder.

  "What is this?" He Leqin probed curiously, and pinched the draft paper on the white poplar table, "What did you draw?"

  "The natural enemy of mankind." Bai Yang replied.

   "Human natural enemy?" He Leqin turned the draft paper upside down and stared at it for a long while, "This thing can also be called a human natural enemy? Can it hold a tail wing stable armor-piercing bullet?"

  "Have you seen EVA?" Bai Yang took the draft paper back from his hand. "This is the nineteenth apostle. It has an AT field and cannot be penetrated by armor-piercing bullets."

   "The ruffian should ask you to be a director and walk around to the bathroom."

  He Leqin pulled him up.

  BG4MSR found the teacher’s draft, which is a major discovery.

  They thought that the teacher did not leave any information, but obviously the teacher may not remember what they used to draft the draft, "Journey to the West" is a fish that slipped through the net.

  However, this is only a draft paper, not a notebook, so the information is scattered, incomplete and confusing, and requires careful study and judgment.

  Baiyang asked BG4MSR to read the "Journey to the West" from the beginning. Don't let go of any clues left by the teacher. A circle she drew may have profound meaning.

  "Little Aries, what have you been up to lately?"

  He Leqin stood in front of the urinal to discharge water, and looked at the blue slogan in front of him: One small step forward, a big step forward for civilization.

  Bai Yang and him are separated by an empty seat, "Ask what this is for?"

  "You are not quite right lately. After the evening of self-study, you rushed to home in a hurry, without waiting for me and Brother Yan." He Leqin turned his head and glanced at him, "What are you addicted to?"

   Bai Yang looked around and waited until the people in the toilet were gone, then said, "I told you, I’m busy saving the world."

   "You haven't saved it yet?"

   "Can it be easy to save the world?" Bai Yang said, "If I fail, the earth will declare GG, and we don't have to take the college entrance examination."

  "Then you quickly fail." He Leqin hummed, "It is simply a benefit to senior high school students across the country. If the college entrance examination can be cancelled, you are our great benefactor, and we will set a monument for you."

  "Well, I will quit the burden." Bai Yang said, "You set me a monument."

He quarreled with He Dashao casually, but his thoughts were erratic. Bai Yang felt more and more that his brain had been crowded with everything related to BG4MSR. Besides, his brain no longer thought about any problems. On weekdays doing homework, I only feel familiar with the topics, but my brain is blank. Bai Yang doesn’t know if it’s normal. His brain doesn’t seem to belong to him anymore. It is requisitioned by someone like a computer. Twenty a day. For four hours, he spins endlessly, but his thinking has nothing to do with him.

  Complex and chaotic information is rolling in the brain, like a snowball, getting bigger and bigger, and it is about to squeeze the brain.

  He couldn't stop himself.

   Bai Yang felt that sooner or later, his brain would suddenly burst, and then a destroyed world would pop out of it.

  "Think carefully about how to deal with the nineteenth apostle. It is the chief culprit in destroying the world."

  White Poplar closes his eyes, probably only when the water is released can he get a moment of tranquility.

  Listening to the patter of water, it was as calm as listening to rain.

  "To deal with the apostles, we should build the first machine." He Leqin said, "choose a few more autistic young drivers, do you think I have this potential?"

  "Where have you been autistic?"

   "As long as I can drive the first machine, I can be autistic, let alone autism, schizophrenia is fine, I don't ask for anything, I just want a beautiful partner like Asuka."

   "Aren't you peeing?" Bai Yang said, "Let your head down and take a picture of yourself."

  He Leqin lowered his head.

   "Fuck."

"What's wrong?"

"too big."

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Banxia sat at the table and opened the "Journey to the West" in her hand. In order to prevent omissions, she honestly turned back page by page. The teacher spread out the book and typed drafts, Chinese characters. , The formula is quite messy, there is no beginning and no end, it is not a normal effort to understand.

  "Page 151, the twelfth chapter, Xuanzang Bingchengjian assembly, Guanyin visualized the golden cicada." Pinellia held a hand microphone, "There are two English words on this page, Xuan, Zang."

  "Okay, Xuan, Zang, I took it down." Bai Yang wrote it down on the paper, and then slightly startled, "Miss, this is not an English word, this is the Chinese pinyin, it is the Chinese pinyin of Xuanzang, OVER."

  It seems that the teacher will also do some trivial things in his spare time, such as labeling "Journey to the West" with pinyin.

   "Page 152, this page has a very big question mark, a page the size of a page."

   "Okay, a big question mark." Bai Yang drew another big question mark on the paper, "OVER."

He is recording the drafts left by the teacher in the book. These unclear words or formulas cannot be read by Pinellia Baiyang alone. What Bai Yang has to do is to write them down completely, and when Zhao Bowen comes back, Give them to more professional people to study and interpret.

   "Wow, this is a painting."

  "What kind of painting? OVER."

   "It's so scribbled, I can't see what it is..." Banxia turned the book on the table to an angle, "Is it the sun?"

On page 153 of "Journey to the West", the teacher drew a large graffiti with a black gel pen. On the upper part of the paper, she drew a sun—or the moon. The handwriting was scribbled and painted repeatedly. If It’s not that there are other components in the whole picture, and it might even make people think that this is just the result of the teacher unconsciously drawing a circle. It can let Pinellia see that it is a celestial body because it is still radiating light and dense. The straight line radiates from that circle, shooting in all directions.

  In the lower half of the paper, the teacher drew a straight line, which is probably the ground.

  There are square buildings on the ground, dense tall buildings, all covered with messy shadows.

  Banxia can see that this is a city under the black sun or the moon.

  There are still people.

  Little stickmen, many little stickmen, but Banxia suddenly became a little confused. She stared at the graffiti on the paper and looked at them one by one.

  These villains have an obvious abnormality visible to the naked eye.

  Is the teacher drawing wrong?

  Why do they have no heads?

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The current life is a bit beyond Bai Zhen’s expectations. He finally established a seemingly tall reversal of the future to save the world's amateur radio emergency communications command. From the perspective of the length of the name, it is at least equivalent to a North American Air Defense Command plus one. The Advanced Research Projects Agency of the US Department of Defense, from the establishment of the headquarters to the present, all he has done has been profiteers in the Huaqiangbei second-hand electronics market.

"If the camera uses Hikvision, then connect to the network port." Wang Ning moved a small bench and sat across from him, holding the adapter cable in his hand, "Either use the USB or connect to the USB port, which is better? "

   "Look which one is better." Bai Zhen replied.

   "If you are doing image transmission, you must first unplug the relay?" Wang Ning asked.

"Yes, after all, the radio is just like a hand microphone jack. You have to replace the relay to connect the motherboard. The connection method is similar." Bai Zhen nodded, "It can't have the ability of remote control and image transmission at the same time. You can’t have both, at least not for now."

  The Celeron 3150 industrial control motherboard with the power supply is hanging on the wall, and it is full of adapter cables.

  "Have you been back to your hometown some time ago?" Wang Ning suddenly asked.

  Bai Zhen looked up at him, then nodded, "What's the matter?"

   "Is your old house still there?"

   "Of course there, it's good." Bai Zhen said, "I also reinforced it again."

   "Lao Bai, you say, if all of this really ends up in the end..." Wang Ning leaned over and pointed around, "Is it useful to dig a basement and hide?"

   "This is like asking, the huge waves of the tsunami have been photographed, is it useful for me to dig a hole in the beach and indent it?" Bai Zhen said, "Do you think it can be useful?"

   "But aren't you digging too?"

  "What can I do, what can we do without digging holes?" Bai Zhen shrugged, "Do you still want to go to heaven?"

   "I plan to go to your side to buy a house." Wang Ning said, "You can help me watch it."

   "Country homestead, if you can't sell it, you can't go through the formalities."

   "You can buy and sell in private. I don't want a real estate certificate. As long as the right to use, the final real estate certificate is a piece of waste paper." Wang Ning said, "I also have to dig a hole."

  "It's better to dig deeper. If we live close, we can still communicate underneath." Bai Zhen took out the soldering iron from under the coffee table, "Do you know how to dig trenches?"

  Wang Ning sighed.

   "What are you saying about this, so good, why is it suddenly the end of the world? It can't wait for me to die?"

   "In 1999, wasn't it the end of the world?" Bai Zhen took out a roll of solder from under the coffee table, "Accept the reality, real life is so illogical."

  Although it is said that the sky is falling and there is a tall man against it, ordinary people can always find living space in the gap.

  But Wang Ning and Bai Zhen had already known the ending in advance. They knew that this was a disaster that could not be escaped, and no one could escape from the disaster.

   “Prepare more supplies, eat and drink.” Bai Zhen said, “When society stops functioning, it’s hard to find anything. Maybe you have to return to the original life.”

   "Even if we prepare more supplies, how long can we last?" Wang Ning asked, "What about our next generation? What about your son and my son?"

"It's all here for you to think about so much? Are you still dreaming of living a life of getting off work and drinking some Wuliangye to wash your feet on the weekend? Be mentally prepared for hard work." Bai Zhen said, "No matter how hard the life is. It’s better than hanging up, right? It’s a day to live an extra day."

   "No, no, it won't work." Wang Ning shook his head, "In the words of ***, surrenderism will never work, and it won't work until the first day of the first year and the 15th."

   "When did he say this?"

   "Anyway, this won't work. We have to fend off the enemy and eliminate them. This is the correct strategy." Wang Ning became tough.

"Do you know what kind of enemy we are going to deal with? Three or four stories high with big eyes, six long legs, three steps across the moat, invulnerable to swords, fire and water, cruel, and murderous." Bai Zhen said. As he spoke, he rhymed, "Aircraft tanks look like paper in front of it, how do you fight such things?"

   "How do you know it is invulnerable?"

   "People in the future know they are invulnerable because they are dead."

  Wang Ning choked.

  He also knows that future humans have failed.

  The army was completely destroyed and nothing was left. This shows that there is a crushing power gap. In the face of such a huge gap, any preparations are futile.

  Think of the huge black moon hanging above the head, that is despair.

  How can human beings have the ability to resist such a huge force?

If this is not true, Wang Ning will never believe that there will be two moons in the future of mankind. This is unreasonable. If there is a **** in this world, Wang Ning really wants to chat with the gods, how can you be so unreasonable? ! We will live happily and peacefully, how come a black moon suddenly appeared one day!

   "Honestly follow me to dig the pit. Dig as soon as possible, dig a little deeper, dig a few dozen meters down, and carry forward the fine tradition of tunnel warfare." Bai Zhen said, "Do your best and obey your destiny."

   "Can you get weapons or something?" Wang Ning asked, "For example, 120 fire."

   "What are you thinking about, where do I go to engage in 120 fire." Bai Zhen rolled his eyes.

  "This is the country's ban on guns. If you can't help but guns..."

   "You can't help but shoot. You can't get a rocket launcher. If you go to the Middle East to make a deal with the guerrillas, you may be able to get a 107 rocket launcher." Bai Zhen said, "But you can't get this thing in."

  The two chattered back to chatter, but they never stopped working.

  Wang Ning asked Xiao Zhu to find a Philips CRT monitor that could enter the museum, with a huge butt, and put it on the coffee table.

BG4MSR did not find a usable LCD monitor. She said that the screen would not light up and only smoke when plugged in. Only two heavy CRT monitors might still be useful, so Wang Ning Bai Zhen instructed her to disassemble the display case and put it outside. Exposure.

  There is a high voltage inside the cathode ray picture tube display, which cannot be affected by moisture, so the moisture must be removed before the power is turned on.

  "What else can we do besides tossing this e-waste?" Wang Ning righted the display and pressed the button on it.

   "There are only these." Bai Zhen said helplessly.

Reverse the future and save the world. When the Emergency Communications Command for Amateur Radio was first established, they were still full of ambitions and vowed to contribute to the rescue of all mankind. They were soaked in the garbage all day long. As time passed, both of them became more and more serious. Realizing that his abilities are limited-two middle-aged obese uncles who are bald and have lost their hair, what can they do if they break the sky?

  Even if the end is approaching day by day, they can only nest in the house and toss about e-waste.

  This is the sadness of the little man.

  The more they go down, the more they feel powerless. At this time, Wang Ning and Bai Zhen can only pin their hopes on external forces, hoping that someone can bring about a turning point, a powerful boost, and a ray of life.

   "Lao Zhao, this dick...When will he come back?"

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  (Author Jun’s Gossip: Added a chapter to the new leader, which is considered an extra.)

  (End of this chapter)