"Guys! Don't just drink! Let's dance together! If you don't know how to dance, follow my example. First, put your right hand on your shoulder, then..."
Under Tuba's leadership, the cemetery became more and more lively, especially after he invited a large group of children passing by the cemetery gate to come in and eat and drink.
The farce lasted from morning to night and finally came to an end. Tuba, who was sweating profusely, sat on the ground behind the screen. He looked at the messy cemetery and laughed. "Awesome! Exciting!!"
At this time, 134, the only person in the audience who did not smile, came over, sat on Tuba's coffin, put the tablet on her legs, and silently touched Tuba's face with her hands.
Looking at the little girl he would meet in the future, Tuba's eyes flashed with tenderness, "Little Mitsia, don't cry, you will be fine."
It would have been better if he didn't say it. As soon as he said this, 134's tears started streaming down her face. She hugged the tablet and cried loudly. The gray fog man, the fat man in the wheelchair, and the green centipede silently surrounded her and hugged 134.
Charles sat on the old ship doctor's tombstone and watched quietly. At this moment, they were no longer the king of Sodom, but the family who depended on each other.
After Tuba coaxed him for a long time, 134 finally bit her lip and raised her hand slightly, and Tuba's coffin next to her floated up and fell towards the grave.
The other three monsters walked to the coffin and scattered handfuls of dirt from the surrounding area on the coffin. Finally, a small pile of dirt appeared in front of everyone.
“Clap, clap, clap!” Tuba’s applause rang out again. “Great! The funeral is over! It’s perfect! If they hadn’t caught me soon, I would have dug out the coffin and held the funeral again.”
Seeing that the funeral was over, the other crew members said goodbye to Tuba one by one with mixed feelings, and turned to leave the cemetery.
Although Tuba seemed to be still alive, they knew that this was only his residual image left over from thousands of years ago. The real Tuba was dead, and dead was dead.
"Oh, this lunatic." Anna on the side shook her head helplessly, "Now that it's over, I should go back. I'm still very busy over there."
"What are you busy with?" Charles looked at her receding back.
"After the death of the Foundation, the Futan Cult immediately cut off our contact. Of course, they were busy guarding against this group of cultists causing trouble. You acted like a hands-off boss and didn't care about it, so of course I have to take care of it."
Shortly after Anna left, 134 threw the tablet towards Charles' chest with an awkward expression, turned around and left with the others.
"Captain, Mitia, Goma, and Madea, they are yours to trouble. I won't ask you to do anything, just don't settle the previous accounts with them."
Charles nodded. "Okay, as long as they stay still, I won't make things difficult for them."
"Thank you, Captain!" Tuba put his hand on his shoulder and saluted Charles.
Charles looked at Tuba in front of him with some complexities, "Since you knew what happened a thousand years ago, can't you change anything?"
Tuba smiled bitterly, "Captain, let's not talk about those gods first. Do you know Schrödinger's cat?"
This question caught Charles off guard. He thought for a long time before finding some traces in his memory as a student. "I was somewhat influenced, but I don't remember it clearly."
“Schrödinger’s cat is an ideal experiment that extends the quantum behavior in the microscopic world to the macroscopic world.”
"The experiment is this: there is a cat in a box, along with a small amount of radioactive material. Afterwards, there is a 50% chance that the radioactive material will decay and release poisonous gas that will kill the cat, and there is a 50% chance that the radioactive material will not decay and the cat will survive."
"When the box is closed, the entire system remains in an uncertain wave state, and the cat is in a superposition state of life and death."
Tuba's reminder awakened Charles' memory as a student. "Why are you telling me this?"
"When the choice that affects them appears, the superposition of the future will collapse back into a single line, so I can't change the future, that would make the future deviate further and further, so the real choice is more important than change."
Charles got a headache after hearing this. The transparent tentacles on his body gently pushed against the tombstone and lifted him up to the ground.
"Why don't you just say that you can't change the future? Why bother giving so many explanations? Do you have any last words besides asking me to take care of 134? I'll do my best to help you."
Tuba was dead, and Charles wanted to help him as much as possible in everything he could do.
The young man on the screen shook his head. "Captain, I'm fine, but you are. You can't run away anymore. It's time for you to make a choice."
"What?"
"005 gives you two wishes. It's your choice, and it also determines your future direction."
Hearing Tuba say this, Charles fell silent. He thought for a while and then said slowly: "I don't trust 005, and I don't want her wish. There is no benefit in dealing with gods."
"Captain, you have to understand that as a god, Tavier has no need to lie. If He really wanted to harm us, there would be no need to make things so complicated. His wish is harmless, and you can accept it without worry."
For some reason, Charles believed Tuba's words. His instinct told him that Tuba was not lying.
"Two wishes. Haha." Charles laughed softly. "Tuba, you know what? I'm just an ordinary person. After going through so much, I don't want to go through it anymore. I just want to live the rest of my life in peace and quiet."
Tuba shook his head. "No, you are not an ordinary person. You are the chosen one of Idik. The chosen ones of Idik are never ordinary people, just like me."
"Then give me some advice, what should I do?" Charles kicked the ball to him.
Tuba's expression became serious for the first time. "In order to conceal the secrets of the surface, the first generation of the Foundation deceived and slaughtered its own members. In order to protect the secrets of the surface, the second generation of the Foundation did everything they could. Now this secret falls on you."
"What? You want me to become the third Foundation as well?"
"The choice is yours. I can't and will not shake your choice." Tuba threw the ball back.
Charles lowered his head and stared at the ground. "Tuba, can you tell me what the surface is like? Is there any change before you came down with me?"
"Nothing has changed. It's still the world you are familiar with."
Tuanba's words made Charles' heart tremble slightly. He reached into his arms and took out his diary.
When the diary was opened, a family portrait appeared in front of Charles. It was the former home of his former family.
"Really, nothing has changed at all?"
"No, of course, some time will be lost, but it's not a big problem."
(End of this chapter)