NOVEL NEXT Great Power Technology.
Chapter 612 Can't Give Up
Chapter 612 Can't Give Up
Ye Zhou made his decision based on the most rational judgment, or in other words, he was following the decision made by the predecessor of this road sign center 300 years ago.
After those people clearly realized that the destruction of Shanghai Center was irreversible, they decisively chose to give up themselves, thus saving more resources for the reconstruction of key facilities.
This is by no means an easy choice.
When they made this choice, did they know that they would spend 300 years of loneliness and despair in the deep and sealed underground?
Probably know.
The reason is very simple. Even though the shelter is already full of bones, according to the records he retrieved, there was no large-scale riot in Shanghai Center from the beginning to the end.
People here even opened up cemeteries for the dead and held countless funerals.
After sending away their compatriots again and again, and after the life support system finally collapsed, the only remaining personnel made the most helpless choice.
They turned off all the redundant systems, and the power in the center was concentrated in the dormant cabin. More than a dozen people selected, plus a few people who were already in a dormant state, were regarded as the final "recorders."
Every few years, a dormant person will wake up, so as to maintain the road sign system and maintain the existence of the last hope of human beings to break the situation.
Ye Zhou was the last of these dormant people, and the one who walked the farthest.
And now, he will use his only advantage to try to rewrite the fate of the entire human race.
This advantage is time.
He wants to flap his wings on the long river of time, trying to cause a storm that tears apart the haze for mankind.
The woman on the opposite side sighed deeply. In fact, she had already guessed Ye Zhou's answer.
This is an established reality that she absolutely cannot change and has already happened.
"I understand. Now, I need you to export all the monitoring data of Shanghai Center and pass it to me."
"The reference room of Shanghai Center is located next to the core room of the time-out communication system, a distance from the living area."
"If you're in the living quarters now, it used to take about 20 minutes -- can your life support last 40 minutes?"
Ye Zhou looked up at the countdown on the holographic screen, which showed the remaining operating time of the restart of the life support system.
29 hours is plenty of time.
Moreover, he does not need to reserve energy for latecomers, because it is no longer possible to have latecomers.
"I have plenty of time."
He opened his mouth to answer.
"Then don't worry. Since the overtime communication system can operate normally, it means that the data room has not been damaged. You only need to enter the instructions according to the instructions, and the system will automatically complete the upload."
"What type of information do you need?"
"All. Geology, hydrology, atmosphere, human activities. If Shanghai Center is still operating in the next 300 years, then these data should be complete."
Hearing this, Ye Zhou was suddenly a little puzzled.
Logically speaking, the Rongcheng Center with the least damage is the best information provider, so why not let them provide the information?
This question had just been raised, and the information flow that had just been merged gave him the answer.
The same overtime communication system cannot transmit information to itself, because what they use is the same pair, or the same set of entangled quantum pairs.
Therefore, there are so many time-out communication centers in Huaxia, which are not actually to ensure the quality of communication, and of course they are not a waste of resources.
Those centers are built for the future that has not yet come, and each center can receive information after a fixed time.
Ye Zhou followed the instructions on the holographic screen and headed towards the reference room. On the way, he suddenly asked:
"Why didn't we predict this serious explosive adjacent dimension invasion? Logically speaking, no matter which center is concerned, they will put this disaster as the highest priority, right?"
"Even if the center used in the disaster is destroyed instantly, at least Rongcheng monk Shanghai survived. Haven't you tried to send a message?"
The woman on the opposite side hummed and replied:
"That's what we're trying to find out, we've tried sending messages to the front sign numerous times, but we've never heard back."
"Our forward communication was cut off."
"That is to say, human beings' predictions about the future stop at our upper-level signpost, which is 6622 --- before the catastrophe occurs."
"We suspect that such interference is related to the invasion of adjacent dimensions, but we can't find any clues, because even before this, small-scale adjacent dimension invasions have occurred from time to time, but they have never affected the overtime communication system."
"Anyway, let's find your records first. From what I can see, this is the first time we have received your signal. In the past 300 years, there may be a special plane for things."
Ye Zhou nodded subconsciously. He had no doubts about what the woman said. The reason was simple:
If there is no turning point, how could he appear here?
This is a logic that is both rogue and confidence-inspiring, because he knows that things that have no results will not be added to the simulator.
Thinking of this, he suddenly wanted to laugh.
Probably this can be regarded as one of his inhuman cards.
Every time he entered the simulation, he knew that the victory belonged to him and China, and subtly, this belief was also brought to reality by him.
Especially after the overtime communication system made him vaguely feel the connection between the wristband simulator and the future, he even had a feeling of winning.
No matter how much suffering we have overcome, victory will definitely come, but it will take time.
After walking through the long and narrow corridor, Ye Zhou finally left the living area and entered the work area.
As he expected, the place is still kept clean, even because of the sealed environment, there is not much dust.
In the hall where the various work units meet, there is a row of long sofas in the center, and on that row of sofas, there are more than a dozen dead bones sitting side by side.
On the far right of them, there is one more empty space.
If placed in other environments, this would probably be an extremely terrifying and weird scene, but at this moment, Ye Zhou only had respect in his heart.
Because he knew that these people were the seniors who woke up from hibernation before him.
For some unknown reason, the first person to wake up came up with such an idea, while the people behind continued his joke tacitly.
The last seat is his.
Ye Zhou walked to the sofa, carefully straightened a crooked skeleton, and then whispered:
"Everyone, you have worked hard."
"I'll be there soon."
"There are still 29 hours, we Chinese people can't give up."
(End of this chapter)
Ye Zhou made his decision based on the most rational judgment, or in other words, he was following the decision made by the predecessor of this road sign center 300 years ago.
After those people clearly realized that the destruction of Shanghai Center was irreversible, they decisively chose to give up themselves, thus saving more resources for the reconstruction of key facilities.
This is by no means an easy choice.
When they made this choice, did they know that they would spend 300 years of loneliness and despair in the deep and sealed underground?
Probably know.
The reason is very simple. Even though the shelter is already full of bones, according to the records he retrieved, there was no large-scale riot in Shanghai Center from the beginning to the end.
People here even opened up cemeteries for the dead and held countless funerals.
After sending away their compatriots again and again, and after the life support system finally collapsed, the only remaining personnel made the most helpless choice.
They turned off all the redundant systems, and the power in the center was concentrated in the dormant cabin. More than a dozen people selected, plus a few people who were already in a dormant state, were regarded as the final "recorders."
Every few years, a dormant person will wake up, so as to maintain the road sign system and maintain the existence of the last hope of human beings to break the situation.
Ye Zhou was the last of these dormant people, and the one who walked the farthest.
And now, he will use his only advantage to try to rewrite the fate of the entire human race.
This advantage is time.
He wants to flap his wings on the long river of time, trying to cause a storm that tears apart the haze for mankind.
The woman on the opposite side sighed deeply. In fact, she had already guessed Ye Zhou's answer.
This is an established reality that she absolutely cannot change and has already happened.
"I understand. Now, I need you to export all the monitoring data of Shanghai Center and pass it to me."
"The reference room of Shanghai Center is located next to the core room of the time-out communication system, a distance from the living area."
"If you're in the living quarters now, it used to take about 20 minutes -- can your life support last 40 minutes?"
Ye Zhou looked up at the countdown on the holographic screen, which showed the remaining operating time of the restart of the life support system.
29 hours is plenty of time.
Moreover, he does not need to reserve energy for latecomers, because it is no longer possible to have latecomers.
"I have plenty of time."
He opened his mouth to answer.
"Then don't worry. Since the overtime communication system can operate normally, it means that the data room has not been damaged. You only need to enter the instructions according to the instructions, and the system will automatically complete the upload."
"What type of information do you need?"
"All. Geology, hydrology, atmosphere, human activities. If Shanghai Center is still operating in the next 300 years, then these data should be complete."
Hearing this, Ye Zhou was suddenly a little puzzled.
Logically speaking, the Rongcheng Center with the least damage is the best information provider, so why not let them provide the information?
This question had just been raised, and the information flow that had just been merged gave him the answer.
The same overtime communication system cannot transmit information to itself, because what they use is the same pair, or the same set of entangled quantum pairs.
Therefore, there are so many time-out communication centers in Huaxia, which are not actually to ensure the quality of communication, and of course they are not a waste of resources.
Those centers are built for the future that has not yet come, and each center can receive information after a fixed time.
Ye Zhou followed the instructions on the holographic screen and headed towards the reference room. On the way, he suddenly asked:
"Why didn't we predict this serious explosive adjacent dimension invasion? Logically speaking, no matter which center is concerned, they will put this disaster as the highest priority, right?"
"Even if the center used in the disaster is destroyed instantly, at least Rongcheng monk Shanghai survived. Haven't you tried to send a message?"
The woman on the opposite side hummed and replied:
"That's what we're trying to find out, we've tried sending messages to the front sign numerous times, but we've never heard back."
"Our forward communication was cut off."
"That is to say, human beings' predictions about the future stop at our upper-level signpost, which is 6622 --- before the catastrophe occurs."
"We suspect that such interference is related to the invasion of adjacent dimensions, but we can't find any clues, because even before this, small-scale adjacent dimension invasions have occurred from time to time, but they have never affected the overtime communication system."
"Anyway, let's find your records first. From what I can see, this is the first time we have received your signal. In the past 300 years, there may be a special plane for things."
Ye Zhou nodded subconsciously. He had no doubts about what the woman said. The reason was simple:
If there is no turning point, how could he appear here?
This is a logic that is both rogue and confidence-inspiring, because he knows that things that have no results will not be added to the simulator.
Thinking of this, he suddenly wanted to laugh.
Probably this can be regarded as one of his inhuman cards.
Every time he entered the simulation, he knew that the victory belonged to him and China, and subtly, this belief was also brought to reality by him.
Especially after the overtime communication system made him vaguely feel the connection between the wristband simulator and the future, he even had a feeling of winning.
No matter how much suffering we have overcome, victory will definitely come, but it will take time.
After walking through the long and narrow corridor, Ye Zhou finally left the living area and entered the work area.
As he expected, the place is still kept clean, even because of the sealed environment, there is not much dust.
In the hall where the various work units meet, there is a row of long sofas in the center, and on that row of sofas, there are more than a dozen dead bones sitting side by side.
On the far right of them, there is one more empty space.
If placed in other environments, this would probably be an extremely terrifying and weird scene, but at this moment, Ye Zhou only had respect in his heart.
Because he knew that these people were the seniors who woke up from hibernation before him.
For some unknown reason, the first person to wake up came up with such an idea, while the people behind continued his joke tacitly.
The last seat is his.
Ye Zhou walked to the sofa, carefully straightened a crooked skeleton, and then whispered:
"Everyone, you have worked hard."
"I'll be there soon."
"There are still 29 hours, we Chinese people can't give up."
(End of this chapter)
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