[Excerpts from the interview: Conjecture with Zhao Bowen on the last day:

On the day when the National Day holiday in the second half of October 2020 was about to end, the author continued the interview with Bai Yang. The sun was shining brightly in the afternoon, and there were faint sounds of puppies barking outside the window.

When the last step of the entire operation was mentioned, the slightly cautious young man in front of the author suddenly felt at a loss, and his ten fingers were tightly twisted together.

We all thought it was safe.

The young man sitting on the chair said softly.

Think about it, who wouldn't be relieved that such a long, complicated, and huge plan has finally been successfully implemented? Most people have a kind of blind trust in their superiors, people around them, and their commanders.

They all believe that if they do their job well, the big plan will succeed, and if the big plan succeeds, the swordsmen will be eliminated and the world will be saved... This kind of thinking is wrong.

This idea is not actually based on factual logic, but comes from people's natural affirmation of the fruits of their own labor. Simply put, it is self-comfort. I say.

Yes...that's it.

Bai Yang nodded.

The author looked into his eyes, and the latter did not avoid it.

There was still something faintly sinking in the deepest part of his gaze, and even though so much time had passed, it had not melted away.

Talking about the swordsman, I am very interested in the characteristics of that thing.

I changed the subject.

According to your guess, the swordsman actually has no back, right?

Bai Yang was stunned for a moment. He thought for a few seconds and nodded.

This is indeed the case. No matter which angle or direction you look at it, you can only see its front side. It can be said that it has no back side.

Then the problem comes.

I said.

How does a structure without a back surface exist in three-dimensional space?

Bai Yang shook his head: No one knows about this. Maybe the structure of the swordsman is higher than three dimensions, or the mastermind behind its creation is higher than three dimensions... In fact, it is obvious that their ability to affect time and space must be higher than three dimensions.

above our world.

How did Teacher Zhao discover this?

I asked.

How did his conjecture about the operating rules of swordsmen, let’s call it Zhao Bowen’s conjecture, come about?

I only know a rough idea. You have to ask Uncle Zhao for the specific details...

Bai Yang replied thoughtfully.

Uncle Zhao first noticed something was wrong when the eldest lady mentioned to us that her big eyes were always looking at her. We thought it was some kind of gaze tracking function at first, but we just thought it was strange. So Uncle Zhao went back to look up the information with this problem and talked with the project team.

The expert team discussed that the information we had at the time was very limited, so Uncle Zhao and others dug out the video of our first video call and watched it over and over again. It was probably at this time that they discovered something.

The first time we had a video call?

Yes, the secrets are all hidden in the first video call.

Bai Yang smiled.

At that time, all of us thought that the eldest lady’s activities attracted the swordsmen wandering around, but Uncle Zhao had a different opinion. He believed that it was us who really attracted the swordsmen to stop outside the window.

Camera?

I thought of this immediately.

That's right, it was a camera in the center of the room. What the swordsman saw was not the young lady, but us.

Bai Yang said.

I held the shorthand notebook in my hand and forgot to take notes for a moment. Bai Yang's slow and low narration took me back to the night when humans and swordsmen faced each other for the first time, but this time it was from a completely different angle.

There were several people present at that time, including me, my father, Uncle Zhao, Uncle Wang, and Sister Qiao, all staring at the computer in the living room. We were all frightened by the big eyes outside the window. After a long time, Uncle Zhao was trying to verify his conjecture.

Let us carefully recall the situation at that time... He asked me if I was stared at by the big eyes at that time. He also asked other people, and we realized that although everyone was at a different angle, they were different.

They were all looking at the swordsman.

Let's put it this way... The swordsman had locked your position at that time.

I said.

Yes, our position must have been locked at that time. The characteristics of this thing have nothing to do with any external conditions and are not affected by any factors. Although there is a long time of twenty years between us, in the swordsman, "the observer is equal to the observed"

The iron law of "their" is still valid.

Bai Yang nodded and continued:

It's just that this locking is interrupted.

What interrupted me? I asked subconsciously.

Uncle Huang, that weasel.

Bai Yang replied.

The sudden appearance of Uncle Huang attracted the attention of all of us. We all focused our attention on the weasel. From the swordsman's point of view... we seemed to have suddenly disappeared and evaporated. After all, in fact, we were not there either.

It cannot find us in the world, where we were twenty years ago.

Did it try to find you later?

I asked.

It was definitely found, and we tend to think it was looking for us at the time.

Bai Yang replied.

We were all sitting on the sofa in the living room. The knifeman's locked position was in the living room, so it didn't stay outside the bedroom window for too long and immediately moved to the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room... This is our inference, but I think it should be eight

Nine is inseparable, but the living room in that world is empty, and there is no one there. I think the swordsman will also find it baffling. He has clearly locked onto someone sitting here, but when he looked around, there was nothing there. It was probably haunted.

Bai Yang smiled.

So you designed the final stage of the Dongfanghong Project based on this, using artificial bait from twenty years ago to lure Big Eyes into the core of the nuclear explosion... Teacher Zhao is very keen and insightful.

I said.

He didn't discover it alone, it was the result of many people spending a long time discussing it.

Bai Yang shrugged.

And you.

I said.

I didn't do anything, really, I was led by them from beginning to

Bai Yang smiled a little shyly.

After all, I am just an ordinary high school student. What can an ordinary high school student do? What can an ordinary high school student do...

The young man slowly fell silent and lowered his eyes. In his eyes, I saw something sinking there again. It was so thick that I couldn't get rid of it. I suddenly realized what it was.

What can I do?

Bai Yang said softly, he turned his head and cast his gaze on the brand new i amateur radio station on the bookshelf.

It would be nice if I could do something.

Even if she can only make a small change, she can make the final result a little different from now. Every little bit is better, but she is too far away, Teacher Tianrui, she is really too far away... Twenty years

It's really far.

Can you understand? She is really far away.

I noticed the weakness and weakness in this young man. In the face of the cold and hard time, human emotions are just snowflakes falling on the red-hot iron plate.

My efforts to change the topic failed, and Bai Yang returned to the last day of the mission that he never wanted to face:

We all thought it was safe.

After the nuclear bomb detonated successfully, she only needed to stay in the safe zone for a week. When the nuclear explosion zone was safe, she could arrive at the first base without any rush.

But less than twelve hours after the nuclear explosion...she regained contact with us.

Bai Yang's body suddenly tensed up.]

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The day after the nuclear explosion.

January 3rd at 8pm.

Bai Yang was listening to channel 14255 as usual. He did not expect to get in touch with the eldest lady. According to the normal plan, the girl should stay in the safe zone now.

There was only a sizzling noise on the channel, and the earphones were filled with the meaningless murmur of the universe. The thought of having to listen to such whispers from the ancient gods for seven whole days made Bai Yang really crazy. He fixed the call on the channel while vaguely hoping

Girl come back soon

As if an ancient god really heard his appeal, the noise level in the headphones suddenly increased, and then quickly disappeared, and the girl's vague voice was separated from the noise:

"Bg...Is there anyone? Is...is there anyone?"

Bai Yang sat up straight with a start.

"This is bg4mxh! Are you the eldest lady? Please reply if you receive it!"

He pressed his hands and shouted, surprised and surprised.

The other party paused for a few seconds, and then responded loudly, with a voice that was both surprising and frightening.
Chapter completed!