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Chapter 43
take care?
Could it be that Song Qinglan knew that he couldn't sleep well at night?
Or was it because he was too weak when he showed weakness before, making Song Qinglan really think he was very weak?
Ji Yushi was wondering the meaning of these words, but Song Qinglan called directly.
Ji Yushi answered, and for some reason, the two of them were silent for a moment after the call was connected.
Ji Yushi didn't know what to say, but Song Qinglan seemed to be waiting for something.
After confirming that it was quiet here during Ji Yu, Song Qinglan spoke first, her tone was not very good: "Consultant Ji, how is your mission report?"
During the rainy season: "Mission report?"
Song Qinglan gave a stiff "hmm" and asked directly, "It's inconvenient for you to speak now? I can't remember some details about the Ouroboros mission. I need to ask you now."
There is no inconvenience when one person and one cat are at home during the rainy season.
Song Qinglan's attitude didn't look like asking, but she didn't say anything. It sounded like if Ji Yushi dared to refuse, he would teach people a lesson. He was more like a stern captain than ever.
Seasonal Rain: "Now?"
It's early morning.
Song Qinglan said, "Well, now."
Although she wondered why Song Qinglan was in such a hurry to write the report, she couldn't fall asleep anyway during the rainy season, so she replied, "Yes."
Song Qinglan really started to ask.
Not to mention Song Qinglan, even Ji Yushi felt that this mission report was difficult to write. The so-called "sky in the sense of all times" has been difficult to explain, but at least experts in the sky have begun to analyze it. The appearance of zombies and the appearance of energy sources are not within their professional scope, and experts will also conduct decomposition research according to the mission report.
The first difficulty facing the Vault 7 team is that they will describe the concept of "time anchor" in the report for the first time.
As mentioned earlier, Time Anchor is a technology that was explicitly banned from the very beginning of its development.
It takes a certain time coordinate as the anchor point, inserts another necessary condition, and returns the time to the anchor point of the origin when it detects that the necessary condition is triggered. It can cause serious time paradoxes, for example, make someone immortal for a certain period of time or make a historical event never happen, it creates a time bubble based on the current timeline, beyond the timeline, affecting normal progress of the timeline.
How was this banned technology developed? How long has it been around? What chain reactions will it cause?
These problems all require the memory of the monsoons to reproduce, and they have to write down every cycle in detail.
The first problem is enough, and the second problem they face is the countless colonies in the parallel universe.
They have limited understanding of PU-31, and PU-18 knows nothing except meeting the bearded and them, and the reason why the earth is destroyed is the most important thing the authorities will want to know.
Comparing these two problems, the last problem, about the time crack, is much easier.
Everyone is well aware that the three-month vacation is supposed to allow them to adjust their state, but in fact, it gives everyone plenty of time to write this thick report.
Song Qinglan and Ji Yu are fashionable and devastated, Li Chun and other scumbags are afraid that they will cry. If you let them know that the two school masters in the team are not sleeping and copying each other's homework, they are afraid that they will start to doubt life.
While the two communicated on the phone, they turned on the holographic projection to take notes.
Even in the monsoon season, have memorized a lot of things, and have figured out how to start, so it is not difficult to complete this most lengthy mission report ever.
Song Qinglan stopped halfway through and asked strangely, "Will it affect others if we talk for so long?"
Said no during the rainy season.
The phone conversation went on for several hours, and when they were almost discussing it, it was dawn.
Outside the window, dawn comes.
Looking at Phnom Penh where the edge of the clouds was gradually lit up, Ji Yu finally felt a little sleepy.
Xiaoju returned to the bed, and the meat pad stepped on the sheet with shallow concave footprints one after another, and then fell down, revealing her snow-white belly and acting like a spoiled child.
When Ji Yushi listened to Song Qinglan's speech, he reached out and scratched his belly lightly. He strangely remembered that Xiaoju liked him to do this.
Maybe it's fatigue and sleepiness that make it easier to talk.
Ji Yushi suddenly said, "Song team, many things around me are different."
Once you start, the rest is much easier, and he continues: "You say, are we still in the time anchor and have never really stepped out of that world? Or are we in a new dungeon? In fact, it has never been successfully intercepted?"
After chatting for so long, Song Qinglan's voice was a little different from when she just answered the phone, with a hoarseness that belonged to the early morning.
He asked, "Why do you think so?"
To be honest, when asked the exit, regretted it a little during the monsoon season.
They all know that no matter how self-aware the sky is, it is impossible to build a seamless world, and he can't even prove that the "primitive memory" he thinks is true. If it is true, then everyone's memories are covered by the rewritten timeline, but he is the only one who still remembers it. Is it a misfortune?
Ji Yushi changed his tune and asked, "Song team, have you heard of the brain in a vat?"
Ji Yu has learned so much, has read so many books, and dabbled in so many directions, it is possible for him to ask any question.
Song Qinglan couldn't keep up and couldn't answer for a while.
But Ji Yushi didn't seem to need his answer. After asking, there was almost no pause, but the topic ended: "I'm sleepy, aren't you sleepy? The discussion is almost done, so let's just do it today, if you still If you have any questions or ideas, you can call me back anytime."
Before Song Qinglan could speak, Ji Yushi said "goodbye" and hung up the phone.
Lying back in the soft bed during the monsoon, staring at the ceiling.
On the other end, Song Qinglan rubbed her temples while listening to the blind tone. He has no right to point fingers at his private life during the monsoon season, and he has nothing to talk about except work. But even in the work of chatting, it was the first time for him to call someone until dawn.
Song Qinglan tapped the virtual keyboard and searched the holographic webpage: Brain in a Vat.
This is a hypothesis put forward by a philosopher named Hilary Putnam.
Suppose a person was operated on to remove the brain, and was put into a tank that could keep the brain alive and functioning. The person outside the tank manipulates the brain through the computer, inputting the five senses, memory, and even arbitrary codes, so that the brain thinks that it is still alive, and feels everything the manipulator wants him to feel under the manipulation.
How can a person distinguish whether he lives in reality or in fantasy?
This assumption is similar to "Zhuang Zhou's Dream of Butterfly", and the deeper discussion is actually - do we really exist?
Song Qinglan lit a cigarette, took a few deep breaths, and then snuffed out the butt.
He picked up his mobile phone and almost called Ji Yushi.
But he still can't.
After a night of sleepless nights, Song Qinglan had red blood in her eyes when she went downstairs. Father Song was already drinking morning tea and asked, "Where are you going?"
Song Qinglan walked quickly: "I've been gone for a month, and I haven't seen my grandpa yet."
Father Song: "Going to Ningcheng?"
"Yes."
Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, Song Qinglan took three or two long legs across the lawn and drove to the garage.
During the rainy season, he slept until the afternoon and drove his black SUV back to Ji's house for dinner.
The familiar villa was getting closer and closer, and the hyacinths and wisteria flowers in the courtyard were no different from what he remembered. There is a hand-carved rabbit in front of the porch. The knife is immature. It was carved by him when he was a child. Going inside, the window grilles were pasted on the glass. They were the works of Auntie Su during the Spring Festival this year. They posted them together on the first day of the new year.
Go in, everything in the house is the same as before.
Aunt Su came out wearing an apron, and it seemed that she was cooking for him when he came back.
As soon as they met, she felt so distressed: "Hey, why are you really thin? They don't even give food to Jiangcheng Tianqiong?"
The familiar concern made Ji Yushi's heart soften: "Auntie."
The two hugged, and Aunt Su patted her younger son's back: "Teacher is upstairs, and I haven't been with you for a month. Instead, I picked up the air at this time. Be good, go and coax."
As expected, Professor Ji was waiting in the study room, and when he saw him coming back, he didn't give a long discussion like Aunt Su and Ji Minyue said. As before, he closed the holographic projection in front of him and held up his reading glasses, but the first sentence was: "I heard Minister Lin say that you were in shock when you came back?"
The teacher and the student carried the mother and son behind their backs to do things that seemed dangerous in their eyes, and you always knew it.
But this time, Professor Ji can't imagine how dangerous it is during the monsoon rain.
Of course, not during the monsoon.
"It's not that serious." Ji Yushi's eyes were calm. "It's just that the intensity is a little bit stronger and the body is not suitable. All the teammates in the team have such reactions."
"I've heard of this." Professor Ji nodded, he didn't ask about the content of the task, he just said, "The above is what you say, the scores of this task will be superimposed for you... I got the news, your this time. Missions may be re-rated, only higher than A-level missions."
During the rainy season, knew what the teacher meant.
His original 89 B-level tasks, plus a planned A-level task, have been able to collect 99 points, which is one step away from his goal. But after this A-level task is re-evaluated, the score will far exceed his goal, that is to say, what he wants can be achieved immediately.
Professor Ji said: "On the day you go back, you can get out of the sky when your heart is settled."
Silent during the rainy season.
"Teacher." After a while, Ji Yushi asked earnestly, "What would happen if a person accidentally changed history in the future world and then returned to the present?"
Professor Ji wondered: "How can history be changed in the future without going back to the past?"
But it actually happened.
"For example, people from different time periods get stuck at the same point in time, unintentionally they have an impact on each other's timelines, get the consequences of accidentally changing history in a future world, and then they go back to the present." Ji Yu Shi said, "I know it's not logical, but let's assume it holds what if it did?"
"It's so contradictory." Professor Ji thought for a while, took off his reading glasses, and said with his eyebrows pinched, "Since 'history' has changed, there is no so-called 'now', and there is no so-called 'future', if it must be If it is established, it can only produce a parallel world after the butterfly effect, otherwise it will not be logically self-consistent at all.”
in a quiet study.
Professor Ji said: "Hey, don't change history, don't talk about the present, don't be obsessed with the future, these three laws of the sky were written by my father, and no one in the world knows their meaning better than you. I hope you Can end the knot quickly, don't become a prisoner of time."
After dinner, came out of Ji's house.
Ji Yushi received a message from Song Qinglan.
Team Song: [I found a piece of information about "Wang Xiaoqian". ]
When the season was raining, his eyelashes trembled, and almost at the same time he called Song Qinglan: "Song team? What information?"
Has Minister Wang disappeared yet?
That's great.
Song Qinglan said, "The information is not complete. I'm not sure yet whether she is the Minister Wang you mentioned. In addition, in the process of reading the information, I seem to have noticed that what you said is different."
Song Qinglan also noticed it?
Ji Yushi squeezed the phone tightly: "Then can I take a look?"
Song Qinglan asked where his family lived.
Ji Yushi subconsciously reported his address, and then he felt strange: "Song team, why are you asking this?"
Song Qinglan seemed to smile, "I'm on my way to Ningcheng."