We Live In Nanjing

  Chapter 86 Ending

"Hey, you wait for me to drink saliva, right? The inmates in the bureau must also give saliva to them?" Faced with the enquiries from the surrounding circle, Lao Zhao calmly picked up the water cup from the coffee table and slurped to drink. After taking a big mouthful, he took a long breath and patted his thigh hard, "But I'm so **** exhausted, I finally got it done. It's worth my effort. You know how many roads I ran and how many people I found. How many closed doors did you eat, how many heads were knocked, and how many relationships did you use?"

   "We don't care about these, I just want to know what you did." Wang Ning said.

   "Say, be lenient in confession, strict in resistance!" Bai Zhenyi was strict.

"What attitude..." Zhao Bowen rolled his eyes, "You all have to thank me, you know? If it weren't for me desperately pushing forward, I don't know when this matter is going to happen, the people on the Eighth Court will hate me because I and they added a week's class...Come on, applaud! Applause all! I won't say if the applause is not enthusiastic."

  Wang Ning, Bai Zhen, Bai Yang and they had to applaud.

   "Be warmer! Be warmer!"

  Others patted their hands red, Zhao Bowen was still dissatisfied, and the old white fired, "You dick, have you ever finished?"

   "Hey, pay attention to the quality, how can you say swear words in front of the child?" Zhao Bowen fell back, collapsed on the sofa, and said leisurely, "I actually only did one thing, set off fireworks for the little girl."

   "Go on."

   "Yang Yang, do you remember the three laws of slow delivery of time we discussed earlier?" Zhao Bowen's eyes fell on Bai Yang, who was taken aback and nodded.

"Remember."

"The three laws of time slow delivery, to sum up, the fundamental is to weaken the purpose, right? Weakening the purpose greatly can fool the big filter." Zhao Bowen explained, "but this statement is too vague. , There is only reference value and no practical use. So after I went back that day, I started thinking about this problem. I hoped to find a mathematical method to describe this mechanism. Later, I visited some old friends and discussed this issue with them. Finally We came up with a model and a formula. The model is very complicated. It was constructed with the help of the supercomputer of Shanghai Jiaotong University. There are three most important parameters in the model, one is relevance, one is time distance, and the other is space distance. If we Draw it as a simple coordinate system..."

  Zhao Bowen straightened up, picked up the pen on the coffee table, and drew the rectangular coordinate system on a piece of draft paper. The horizontal axis is L, which represents the spatial distance, the vertical axis is T, which represents the time distance, and the distance from the origin represents the relevance.

  “We simulated and constructed many scenes, using convolutional neural networks to learn, the method is very simple and rude, but very effective, AI judgment speed is much faster than the human brain.”

  Zhao Bowen started to make dots on the coordinate system, and then straightened the draft paper to show the people around him. He hit evenly densely packed dots in the first quadrant of the coordinate system.

   "Each point is a scene, an event, an experiment. They are discrete and have no relationship with each other."

   "We input all of them into the model for calculations, and perform the first screening. The criterion for this screening is whether Time Slow Pass can pass the big filter. The result of the first screening is like this."

  Zhao Bowen drew a diagonal line in the coordinate system, from the high point of the vertical axis to the far point of the horizontal axis.

  "The parts below this line have all failed. They are too closely related to the origin and are too purposeful. They will be captured by the filter. Only the parts above this line are far enough from the origin to escape the filter."

"The farther the event is from the origin, the lower its relevance to the origin, the lower its relevance, and the lower its purpose." Zhao Bowen explained, "This is in line with our human intuition, right? The farther away things are from you, The lower the possibility of a connection with you, a supernova at the edge of the Milky Way has nothing to do with all of you here at this moment."

  "So the optimal solution to this problem is the point diagonal to the origin?" Bai Yang asked, "That point is the furthest in both space and time, so its purpose is the weakest."

   "Wrong, next we have to do a second screening."

  Zhao Bowen waved his hand and drew a line on the coordinate system again, very close to the first line and parallel to each other.

"The goal of this screening is whether it can be recovered after the time is sent slowly. Pay attention to the second line. The part above this line can escape the large filter, but because the correlation is too weak, it will be lost. In the boundless world, I will never find it back." Zhao Bowen explained, using a pen to shade the part between the two lines, "The final result is a very, very narrow interval between the two straight lines, which is below the lower limit. It will be found by the filter. If it is higher than the upper limit, it will be lost and scattered. In mathematics, there are two thresholds, one is 1.25748931 and the other is 1.256748932. They only differ in the ninth place after the decimal point, and only succeed between them. The greatest probability."

  White Yang nodded as if he did not understand.

   "I don't understand too much." Bai Zhen said.

"It's okay, I don't understand too much." Zhao Bowen said, "This is the result of AI. It is normal that the human brain cannot understand the brain circuit of the computer. We can only input and adjust the parameters. As for the output, it depends on their mood. ."

"In this very narrow interval, we got three events." Old Zhao poked the shadow band on the paper with the tip of his pen. "There is only one event that is similar to our situation. In this experiment, AI Set up such a scene, the time interval is 20 years, and the space distance is 70 million kilometers."

  "This is the prototype of your plan?" Wang Ning asked.

"Yes, I immediately went to find a way to fly 70 million kilometers away, so I rushed to the Eighth Hospital at the first stop." Zhao Bowen nodded, "During this period, the information Yang Yang sent to me has become very popular. The big effect has given us a vague understanding and estimation of the impact of the black moon. The Eighth Academy has been discussing for a long time, and no one can confirm what kind of impact the black moon can have on the spacecraft in the earth’s orbit. We can only plan for the worst, thinking that the arrival of the black moon will destroy all spacecraft in low-Earth orbit, synchronous orbit, and even lunar orbit...So we made a crazy plan."

  Zhao Bowen "pop!" patted the pen on the coffee table.

   "Let it fly 400 million kilometers away." At this moment, Lao Zhao arrogantly said, "Go to Mars!"

  Lao Bai Lao Wang and Bai Yang were shocked.

   "Niu...Night." Wang Ning said.

"But time is urgent. We don't have enough time to prepare another Long March 5, so we can only collect materials on the spot. We are eyeing a rocket that is about to be launched recently, a Long March 6 to launch a telemetry satellite for a domestic company. , The name of the satellite is Ningxia 1." Zhao Bowen said, "We cut it off."

   "Cut...cut Hu?"

"We urgently requisitioned this rocket and replaced it with our own load. The Fifth Academy was going to be **** off." Zhao Bowen said, "The load design is very simple, even rudimentary. It does not undertake any scientific research and observation work. The only task is A splendid death, it will take 20 years to visit Mars, and then re-enter the earth’s atmosphere at midnight on November 15, 2040, and crash vigorously over the city of Nanjing."

"The thrust of the Long March 6 is too weak, so we installed it with the most powerful electric thruster currently. It can slowly change its orbit to go to Mars. Anyway, we are not in a hurry. It has a full ten years to fly to Mars. It took another ten years to fly back. It was equipped with a very accurate clock. It started timing from its launch until it entered the atmosphere on time at 0:00 on November 15 twenty years later." Zhao Bowen continued, "Give the girl away. An unprecedented firework."

  "How did you manage the colorful meteors?" Bai Yang asked.

"Simple, just like fireworks, the color of flames reacts." Zhao Bowen smiled, "We really spent a lot of brains talking about this thing, how to make it look best when it blooms. After studying for a long time, we decided to use a different material hollow. The metal ball, the satellite disintegrates when it enters the atmosphere, releasing the metal ball to friction with the atmosphere at high speed, and burning to produce a flame color reaction. This is a meteor. The metal ball is sealed and filled with inert combustion powder. It decomposes at high temperature and causes the pressure in the ball to rise rapidly. When the outer shell of the sphere is burned through, it will explode and it will become a firework."

   "So, you spent so long, so much manpower and material resources, just for a firework?" Wang Ning asked.

   "Yes, am I awesome?" Zhao Bowen asked.

   "Awesome!" The three said in unison.

"Fortunately, the modular design of the satellite is now very mature, and our idea soon took shape. The satellite was launched at the Taiyuan Satellite Launch Center yesterday afternoon. The publicity is still Ningxia One. After all, this matter is confidential." Zhao The blog post said, "In order to prevent human interference, it will close all external communication channels after it enters orbit. We talk about this stall. It should be on its way to Mars."

  After speaking, he sighed.

   "The next twenty years, hundreds of millions of kilometers away, it can only rely on itself."

  This is really a big project.

  In Zhao Bowen’s words, he really moved the earth.

   Bai Yang can hardly imagine the above-mentioned complicated work, Zhao Bowen can complete all in just half a month, how fast this is like a mad dog.

Zhao Bowen said modestly that people are forced out. If you don’t force them, you don’t know that they can be so fast. He just did a little work and played a little role, such as becoming an incarnation. A vicious dog is chasing after them. For example, the chief leader of the courtyard is his distant cousin.

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  The next day.

  Baiyang is finally about to start testing the image transmission system. He carefully selected a dozen photos, covering major scenic spots in the urban area of ​​Nanjing, and specially took He Leqin and Yan Zhihan to take a group photo. He Dashaoyan looked disgusted.

  Bai Yang rushed back home with his mobile phone, only to find that there were more people coming from home today than yesterday. If this is what Zhao Shu said, he has indeed done it.

Zhao Bowen stood in the living room. People around him came and went, some in black coats, some in camouflage uniforms, and some in white protective suits with goggles and masks. Bai Yang was stunned. At first glance, he was still I thought there was a life case in my family.

He saw that these people were packing all the materials, equipment, including his old Icom725 amateur radio station, like moving, but the people in the moving company were definitely not as neat as they were. The people in white protective suits methodically Unplug all the cables from the radio and bundle them up, carefully put the radio into the foam box, and then close the box and lock it.

  Papa and Uncle Wang stood aside with their hands in their hands, looking at these people busy, their expressions are a bit complicated.

   "Zhao...Uncle Zhao?"

   Bai Yang stood at the door and called out.

   "Huh? Yang Yang?" Zhao Bowen turned his head, "Are you back?"

  "This...what is this doing?" Bai Yang asked.

   "Take everything away." A middle-aged black-clothed man next to Zhao Bowen replied, "Your work is over, and a more professional person will take over."

Bai Yang opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say, so he could only squeeze the phone in his hand. A man in black stood in front of him with a cardboard box. The two faced each other for a while, Bai Yang turned sideways and let them one by one. The ground filed out.

  They dug almost three feet in the ground, boxed everything that might be useful, and left a small note.

   "Uncle Zhao, I..." Bai Yang plucked up his courage and opened his mouth. He wanted to say that he still had an unfinished agreement.

   "What's wrong with Yang Yang?" Zhao Bowen turned his head.

  There were other people who turned their heads with him. Those cold and severe eyes fell on Bai Yang, making his scalp tense.

   "...no...nothing."

  My work is over.

  Next, more professional people will take over.

  This is right, Bai Yang said to himself in his heart, as it should be, isn’t this the result he has always hoped for?

  The strangers were gone quickly. Zhao Bowen was the last to leave. He turned around and patted Bai Yang on the shoulder when he went out.

   "Yang Yang, you did a great job."

  White Yang nodded silently.

  Zhao Bowen left, he took everything away.

  White Yang stared at the bright and spacious living room. The messy draft paper, materials, cables, and radio stations were all gone, and even the floor became clean and smooth. Those people helped them clean the house before they left.

  Papa and Lao Wang are standing opposite, and Uncle Wang is helplessly spreading his hands.

this is correct.

   Bai Yang said to himself.

this is correct.

  But you will never see her again.

  You haven’t even said goodbye to her yet.

  He gritted his teeth, turned and chased after him, stumbling all the way downstairs.

   "Uncle Zhao——! Uncle Zhao——!"

  Zhao Bowen hasn’t gone far yet. He just opened the door of the car. Before getting in the car, one foot was on the edge of the car, "What's wrong with Yang Yang?"

  The white poplar who chased out of the unit building stopped breathlessly, "Uncle Zhao...Can you do me a favor?"

"You said."

  "I have an appointment with her to show her the world." Bai Yang said, "So...can you help me pass the photo to her? I will send it to you, and you will help me pass it to her."

  Zhao Bowen was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Okay, it's a trivial matter, wrap it on me."

  He boarded the car and closed the door, and the car drove away.

Bai Yang stood alone downstairs. He chased out without wearing a jacket. The cold wind blew bitterly. On November 15, 2019, the shadow of the end of the world seemed to be suddenly blown away by the wind. He even took a girl from him. Lost in life forever, parting is sudden, without even giving you a chance to say goodbye.

  (End of this chapter)