The whole world flew past Gu Tie's eyes upside down. He felt that he had stayed in the air for too long. He couldn't help but start reviewing the parabola formula he learned in physics class at noon. He jumped from the 1.1-meter-high train platform. He jumped at 30 Throw it horizontally at a speed of kilometers per hour. The speed of the train is 100 kilometers per hour. Since it starts to decelerate before entering the station, calculate it at 70 kilometers per hour. Then when you land, how many meters away will you be from the starting point? What is the momentum when you land? What is the relative speed? How much harm can it cause to a human body that has active protection awareness and no defensive equipment.
Oh no. The last question was about the content of "Weapon Damage Protection" that he studied during his brief training at the military academy. The young major general from the Second Artillery Group personally explained various theories to the students. Finally, he concluded: "The above is only for Reference. In fact, I have seen well-trained soldiers cause irreparable intracranial damage when jumping out of cars at 50 kilometers per hour. I have even heard of unconscious drunks who fell from cars speeding at 100 kilometers per hour and woke up. After arriving, I walked home to have dinner. Why? Don’t ask me. I don’t know either.”
Gu Tie is a guy who is not afraid of risking his life. "The worst outcome is a broken leg. Just protect the things you use to eat and pee. No matter how disabled you are, you are still a man..." The last thought before jumping out of the car .He relieved himself in this way.
"Boom. There was a crash." Gu Tie fell into the dense bushes beside the road. He rolled and overturned a plant. Finally, he lay sprawled among the broken branches and leaves. He was breathing heavily and could not move for a long time.
"Ah... Confucius, the Jade Emperor, my living Bodhisattva..." The sequelae of the nerve gas have not yet dissipated. The nerve synapses that were temporarily weakened by the large amount of adrenaline secreted when jumping from the car became active again. Every nerve ending in the body was activated. Vigorously pumping impulse signals into Gu Tie's sensory center. It was as if ten thousand vicious dwarves were holding ten thousand vicious little steel needles and simultaneously punching ten thousand vicious holes in his skin.
Gu Tie let out a long scream. He didn't even dare to move the tips of his fingers. Even the tiny movement of turning his eyeballs was a kind of torture.
I don't know how long it took. The pain finally receded like a tide. Gu Tie moved every muscle with the slowest movement to check the damage to his body. Except for a few scratches, there were no bleeding wounds, no fractures, and no punctures. Injury. Obviously this is the best result.
The skin all over his body was red and swollen. Gu Tie looked fatter. "Damn stress reaction." He curled his lips. False nerve impulses brought "pain" information. The skin and mucous membranes became congested and swollen. Defend against non-existent threats. The human body is so easy to deceive.
It took him five minutes to get up. He used the Gobo Guardian double-edged tactical fixed knife found in the armory to cut a branch into a cane. He walked down the roadbed and entered the sparse coniferous forest in the Polish countryside. He slowly followed the direction of the railway. Move forward slowly.
Where should we go now? Gu Tie has a place name firmly in his mind. This is a soliloquy he heard at the end of Hasegawa Bensaka’s self-report video. To be precise, it is a vague mutter: Holy Cross Church.
As a very common name in Catholic culture, there are many Holy Cross churches around the world. The most famous of them should be the majestic Viagra-style building built by the Medici family in Florence, Italy, in the 14th century.
However, another place name quickly emerged in Gu Tie's mind: Warsaw. The Holy Cross Cathedral in Warsaw. Judging from the direction of the railway, the location mentioned by the Japanese must be in Warsaw, Poland. The Holy Cross Cathedral in Warsaw is buried. Pianist Chopin is famous for his heart. When Gu Tie saw this anecdote when he was a boy, he was shocked into a cold sweat. His body was buried in Paris, France. In his last wish, Chopin asked others to cut out his heart and bring it back to Warsaw. This is This kind of homesickness complex that is almost insane is not something that contemporary people can understand.
What is waiting for him at the Holy Cross Church in Warsaw? Gu Tie doesn't know, nor does he want to know. What he wants to do is to go to that place, find the madman Hasegawa, avenge himself and Natalia, whose life or death is uncertain, and then interrogate him in detail Everything you need to know about mysterious letters from "The World".
Of course, the first thing to do is to find a place to have a big meal and then have a good sleep so that the nasty sequelae of TTDS will disappear completely.
He walked slowly in the woods. Judging from the angle of the sun, it was now between two and three o'clock in the afternoon. The surroundings were quiet. Only birds were chirping. The temperature and humidity were both suitable. It was a good weather for an outing.
Gu Tie picked a few bunches of red fruits from a bush of Pyracantha. This shrub is called "salvation food" in southern China. It bears fruit in autumn. The sugar, protein and fiber content of the fruits are very suitable. It is a rare small wild plant. dessert.
"I didn't expect it could grow in a place like this. Aren't you afraid of the cold?" Gu Tie threw the pyracantha berries into his mouth. His teeth touched lightly, and the sweet and sour juice filled his mouth, making his whole body feel refreshed.
He moved forward slowly while using an implanted client to connect to the network. The only thing he could search was the 706 MHz frequency band used for 4G wireless communications. Gu Tie tried to connect. As expected, he couldn't bypass the communication company's access interface and couldn't connect to the Internet.
At this time, a wooden ranger's hut appeared in a place with sparse trees ahead. Gu Tie was overjoyed and limped quickly with a cane. The door of the house was unlocked. A sturdy and bearded man was sitting there. On the small bench at the door, he was peeling apples with a knife. Beside him were two large baskets, one basket of fresh red apples and half a box of peeled and cored semi-finished fruit pulp. It seemed that he was either making applesauce. Making cider.
Gu Tie swallowed.
When he was far away, he threw away his crutches and raised his hands in the air. He shouted in English: "Hello, friend. I don't mean any harm. I need help."
The bearded man raised his head. When he saw this strange visitor who was wearing tattered clothes, with swollen skin, chapped lips, and dull eyes, he immediately threw away the knife and picked up a double-barreled shotgun.
"If he died like this in the hands of a ranger, it would be a shame for the IPU. It would also be a shame for the 'betrayer'... or rather, a shame for a young man with ideals and morals in the new century... "Gu Tie mumbled and slowly approached. He said in Russian: "Can you understand me, my friend? I don't mean any harm. I need help."
The bearded man held the gun vigilantly and opened his mouth to speak a piece of Polish language that was like a heavenly book. Although the language was fluent and pleasant to listen to, he could not understand a single word.
Gu Tie scratched his head and thought of Poland's World War II history. He switched to German and said: "Can you understand me now, my friend? I don't mean any harm."
The ranger answered him in an even stranger language. Gu Tie guessed from a few familiar syllables that it was Romani, the language of the wandering gypsies. It was equally beautiful and difficult to understand.
Gu Tie made a peace gesture and switched to Spanish, Chinese, French, and Portuguese. The bearded man told him with a confused expression that all his efforts were in vain.
The ranger was obviously also curious. He asked in several different languages. In Gu Tie's opinion, they were just different dialects of Polish. He couldn't help but feel a little angry: When he met a blond foreigner in China, he couldn't understand Chinese. I can chat with people in Henan dialect, Shandong dialect, Sichuan dialect, and Tangshan dialect, but I still can’t understand them.
"...Maybe. Like this..." A few words that Gu Tie could understand suddenly appeared in the bearded voice. "Wait a minute." He couldn't help but shout in that language.
Both of them were stunned. Then they let out a long breath at the same time. Communication is the eternal gap between human beings... Gu Tie shook his head. He didn't expect the ranger to speak Esperanto. It was really strange and a coincidence.
The original intention of the creation of the language Esperanto is that everyone is equal and the world is unified. However, after hundreds of years of development, it has now declined to the point that it can only be glimpsed in the red tape of the United Nations Headquarters.
When Gu Tie was a child, his adoptive father taught him to learn Esperanto for a month. The reason was that "the grammar and pronunciation rules of Esperanto are very simple and scientific. It is worth spending some effort to study. But at the same time, almost all the words in Esperanto are self-created words." .The vocabulary for accepting foreign languages is very small. To be proficient in this language, one must make great efforts to memorize word lists. This is a foolish behavior that outweighs the gain and loss."
So until now, Gu Tie is no stranger to this almost extinct language. However, when it comes to complex conversations, he can only receive important verbs, adverbs and prepositions. All nouns have to be guessed.
"I don't have...I'm here...friend." He was surprised that a ranger in such a remote place could tell such a remote prophecy. He opened his mouth and stammered to express kindness.
The bearded man's eyes lit up and he quickly said in a gibbering voice: "...What are you doing...when you come here?"
"Tour...tourist...tourist." Gu Tie thought for a long time and spelled out a less standardized noun.
The ranger looked him up and down suspiciously: "Tourist, you...are injured."
"Yes, yes. Injured." Gu Tie showed a pitiful expression. "Robbed... thrown away... injured..."
The bearded man thought for a moment. He put down the gun and nodded. He opened the door behind him and said, "Come in quickly. Take a rest."
Gu Tie was not polite. He walked into the cabin and sat down on the wooden bed covered with animal skins. He exhaled a breath of tired air. The bearded man was obviously a kind person. After getting rid of his wariness, he started busying himself. After a while, he was gone. He brought a cup of steaming milk, a plate of cold egg drop soup, a piece of bread bigger than Gu Tie's head, salt, sausage, hard-boiled eggs and cheese. Gu Tie gave a grateful look and picked up the soup plate. He drank it all in one gulp. He broke the bread into pieces and soaked it in the milk. He stuffed the sausage and hard-boiled eggs into his mouth at the same time. He washed down the food in his mouth with the semi-liquid mixture of milk and bread. He burped. .I almost rolled my eyes.
The ranger moved a small stool and sat across from him. He laughed loudly and reached out to pat his shoulder. It seems that no matter which culture he is in, a big appetite is always a common language among men.