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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.
Picked up during the rainy season, and somehow, after the call was connected, both of them were silent for a moment.
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 the rainy season, Song Qinglan spoke first, her tone not very good: "Consultant Ji, how's your mission report going?"
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 was not like questioning, but rather like being unconvincing. It sounded like if Ji Yushi dared to refuse, he would teach people a lesson, and he was more like a stern captain than ever.
During the rainy season: "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 Ji Yu, 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 dome 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 conundrum facing the Vault Seven is that they will describe the concept of the "time anchor" in the report for the first time.
As mentioned earlier, Time Anchor is a technology that has been banned from development since its inception.
It uses 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, immortalizing someone for a certain period of time or making 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 monsoon 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 was destroyed is the most important thing the authorities will want to know.
Comparing these two puzzles, the last one, about the time rift, is much easier.
Everyone is well aware that the three-month vacation is to allow them to adjust their status, but in fact, it gives everyone enough time to write this thick report.
Song Qinglan and Ji Yu were fashionable and devastated, and Li Chun and other scumbags were afraid that they would 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, I have memorized a lot of things, and I have straightened 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 hours, and by the time they had almost discussed it, it was dawn.
Outside the window, dawn arrives.
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 a snow-white belly acting like a spoiled child.
When Ji Yushi listened to Song Qinglan's speech, he stretched out his hand and gently scratched under its belly. 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?"
In fact, as soon as I asked the question, I regretted it a little bit during the rainy season.
They all know that no matter how self-aware the sky is, it is impossible to construct 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. It is a kind of misfortune.
Ji Yushi changed his mind and asked instead, "Song team, have you heard of the brain in a vat?"
He has learned so much in Ji Yu, 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.
Lie back into the soft bed during the monsoons and stare 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 is surgically removed from the brain and placed in a tank that can 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 tell whether he is living in reality or living in fantasy
This assumption is similar to "Zhuang Zhou dreaming of butterflies", 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 can't yet.
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 Aunt Su during the Spring Festival this year. They posted them together on the first day of the new year.
Go in, everything is the same at home.
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?"
Familiar concerns made Ji Yushi's heart soften: "Auntie."
The two hugged, and Aunt Su patted her younger son's back: "Teacher is upstairs, I haven't been with you for a month, but at this time I took up the air, 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 mention any lengthy arguments as Aunt Su and Ji Minyue said. As before, he closed the holographic projection in front of him and helped 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 rainy season.
Of course, it won't say when it's raining.
"It's not that serious." Ji Yushi's eyes were calm, "It's just that the intensity is a bit stronger, and the body is not suitable. The teammates in the team have such reactions."
"I've heard about it." Professor Ji nodded, he didn't ask about the content of the task, he only said, "The above is what you say, the scores of this task will be superimposed for you... I got the news, your task this time. May be re-rated, only higher than A-level missions."
During the rainy season, I know what the teacher means.
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.
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Professor Ji said: "On the day you go back, when your heart is settled, just exit from the sky."
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, inadvertently 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 Rain said, "I know it's illogical, but let's just assume it's true — what if it did?"
"It's so contradictory." Professor Ji thought for a while, took off his reading glasses, and said with a pair of eyebrows, "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 this world knows their meaning better than you. I hope you Can end the knot quickly, don't become a prisoner of time."
After dinner, come out of Ji's house.
Ji Yushi received a message from Song Qinglan.
Team Song: [I found a document 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."
The author has something to say: Hello, everyone, I am the gentleman of the manuscript deposit box who has not seen you for a long time. The author has something to do today and feeds me at 1:00 in the morning.