Zhou Cheng stood under the high wall-like bookshelf in the library, looking at the vast sea of books and reaching out several times without selecting the books he needed. He couldn't help but fell into deep thought. His research on Cao Rui's tattoos these days allowed him to come up with two consistent conclusions.
Logical possibilities, these two possibilities point to two completely contradictory results, but there is only one truth.
One of them is that it is not impossible that Cao Rui suffered a mental breakdown due to war trauma, work intensity, living environment, etc. After all, he is also an ordinary person of flesh and blood, not made of iron. And at the time when the Doomsday War has just ended
Here, going all out to produce and self-rescue is the mainstream of society, and the possibility of losing case files also exists.
But if the opposite is true, Cao Rui discovers something, or encounters a huge difficulty. Without help, he cannot solve it himself. He can only pass the information to his future self in this way.
This meant that there might be a huge conspiracy hidden behind the current prosperous age of singing and dancing. It made his hair stand on end every time he thought about it.
Although Zhou Cheng was more inclined to the latter speculation, he felt as if he was blocked from the box containing the truth.
If Cao Rui really has important information to convey to himself, and he also wants to ensure that this information will not be deciphered and destroyed by others across six and a half centuries of time and space, then he must have a unique key to open this box containing secrets.
While his mind was wandering in a dead end, the library administrator Xiao Liu came over:
"Teacher Zhou, I see that you have borrowed the same type of books during this period. Did you run into trouble while studying some problem?"
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Zhou Cheng came back to his senses and said with a bitter smile:
"I'm thinking about some issues. I haven't come to a conclusion yet. Maybe I haven't found any suitable information."
Xiao Liu looked at Zhou Cheng with wide eyes:
"I see that you have been standing under the literature and history bookshelf for a long time without making up your mind. You may become more and more confused as you think about it."
Xiao Liu's plausive words made Zhou Cheng's tight thinking relax a little. He looked at the young administrator with interest and said:
"Then can you give me some advice on what I should do?"
Xiao Liu said seriously:
"I think you should withdraw your thinking from the dead end, maybe you can find a new way."
Zhou Cheng smiled and said:
"I just can't get out of this dead end. Can you help me think of a way?"
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Xiao Liu said with a somewhat confident smile:
"Take a few novels back and read them. The relaxing effect will be great. Moreover, I have collected the most complete collection of science fiction novels from the previous era, which you will definitely not find anywhere else. You might as well give it a try."
Hearing Xiao Liu talk about science fiction novels, Zhou Cheng suddenly remembered that his old friend Cao Rui used to be good at this. So, on Xiao Liu's recommendation, he took some literature and history research data and brought back a few science fiction novels.
Gone home.
After returning home, Zhou Cheng looked at the information on the table and on the wall, and really couldn't muster the interest to study any more. He simply took out some snacks, opened a bottle of wine, sat on the rocking chair, covered himself with a blanket, and took whatever he wanted.
Picked up a small science fiction book and started reading.
These science fiction literature, which he had scorned when he was a professor, unexpectedly caught his nerve. The wild imagination and magnificent plot made Zhou Cheng unable to stop. While he marveled at the creativity of science fiction writers hundreds of years ago, he also
I regret not believing my old friend's words earlier.
It was late at night before he knew it, and Zhou Cheng still couldn't put down the book. Urged by continuous yawns and increasingly heavy eyelids, Zhou Cheng finally decided to read a few more pages before going to rest.
At this moment, a plot in the novel attracted his attention.
"...the two of them rummaged enthusiastically in the smelly waste of the garbage treatment plant. Every time they found a bottle cap, they would ignore the filth all over their bodies and hug and celebrate. Because in this world of nuclear war wasteland
, bottle caps are high-value currency..."
Zhou Cheng had some impression of hearing this plot somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while. After reading the passage several times, he suddenly stood up from the rocking chair. But because he stood up too much, he fell over.
There was a wine bottle on the small table next to the chair. The juice exuding a strong aroma of wine flowed all over the floor, and the wine bottle also fell into pieces.
When he was cleaning up the debris with a broom and mop, he suddenly saw the bottle cap that had rolled down to the wall. Zhou Cheng dropped the thing in his hands and took a few strides to pick up the bottle cap, and then took a few strides to reach the wall.
In front of the wall of information.
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Zhou Cheng brought the bottle cap in his hand to the "coin" pattern that he had previously thought was the national currency, and then slightly rotated the angle. Visually, they were exactly the same.
The bottle cap slipped from his trembling hands. The so-called "coin" on Cao Rui's tattoo was not a coin at all, but a bottle cap.
Zhou Cheng remembered very clearly that at the beginning of the crisis era, after he and Cao Rui met Rainman for the first time in the tunnel, Cao Rui told him this story about bottle caps and currency in the car.
It is impossible for him to tell this story to others, and it is impossible for other people who know this allusion through novels to have the opportunity to study the tattoos on Cao Rui's body. What's more, in this era, almost no one reads science fiction novels.
From this point of view, the strange "coin" that appears on Cao Rui's tattoo is a code that only Zhou Cheng can understand. And if you connect all these together, a cruel truth has already appeared in front of Zhou Cheng's eyes
Slowly pull it open.
He is now absolutely sure that his old friend Cao Rui does not have any so-called "mental disorder", let alone "rebellion" for no reason. And everything he did was to convey a message to him across six and a half centuries of time and space.
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And there is no way that the information conveyed in this way is just a greeting like hello. Although we still don’t know what the final answer is, an extremely bad premonition has already arisen in Zhou Cheng’s mind.
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He knew his old friend so well that his insight and wisdom were beyond ordinary people. Throughout the crisis era, he had to compete with Rain Man alone. Even if he was several levels behind in science and technology, he could always take the lead in strategy.
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"Old Cao, what terrible thing did you discover that would make you want to pass on the information to me even at the risk of destroying yourself like this?" Zhou Cheng said to himself as he looked at Cao Rui's photo.
Suddenly, the aroma of wine still spreading on the floor reminded Zhou Cheng of the last conversation between Cao Rui and him when they were parting on the space plane.
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"By the way, Lao Zhou. When you moved from your home in Jinghua to the emergency shelter, did you still have any of your old wine left?"
"It's already here, and I'm still thinking about the wine. There are still a few bottles left, but I didn't take them away because I was afraid it would occupy the emergency shelter. If the house is still there, it should be at home."
"Then we have to make an agreement. If we get together again, you have to take it all and let me drink it to my heart's content!"
After a brief moment of surprise and panic, Zhou Cheng quickly calmed himself down. He carefully reviewed everything from the strange coins on the tattoo, to the metaphor of bottle caps and currency, to the final parting conversation with Cao Rui.
Although in the eyes of others, this line of logic may be a bit far-fetched, but from Zhou Cheng's perspective, it is a hidden line that only he can solve. And Cao Rui's purpose is to travel through six and a half
Century of time and space, the message he wanted to convey was hidden from everyone and passed on to himself.
Zhou Cheng realizes more and more strongly that the place where the truth lies is in his own home in Jinghua City. The transcoding has been serious recently, which makes us more motivated and updates faster. Please use your little hands to exit the reading mode. Thank you