Church's Diary XII

Who has ever experienced two consecutive days? We've just been there. That's right, two consecutive days, twenty-four hours are daylight. The sun had just set on one side of the sea and then rose on the other side.

In the wee hours of the morning, the GPS navigation system and communication equipment were all out of order, and we could not make any contact with the ground and space. This means that we are lost at sea, without navigation, unable to locate, not knowing the future weather, not knowing where the nearest island is, and in such foggy days, it is simply impossible to move an inch.

We are like duckweed, floating in the boundless Pacific Ocean.

After dawn, Anderson told me that the fog outside was lifting. I went out to look, and the sea was still white, but the fog did look lighter than yesterday.

During the day, the wind picked up on the sea, the fog faded more and more obviously, and the flag on the flagpole was fluttering in the wind. Everyone came to the deck, breathed in the slightly salty and humid air, and watched as the fog cleared and the sea gradually opened up. Now, whether there are underwater relics or not, whether the scientific mission can be completed has become relatively unimportant, and people only look forward to the moment when they will see the light of day.

As long as the fog clears and there is no other bad weather at sea, even without GPS, we can use the compass and charts to drive the Discovery to the Tobuai Islands, a few hundred nautical miles to the north. When we get ashore, we'll take a closer look at what went wrong, or call for help from the New Zealand and U.S. Navies, and with Mr. Robbins' energy, we should be able to request Navy warships to assist in escorting the convoy. If I had known that such a strange situation could occur at sea, I think Robbins would have done that long ago.

At about three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the first rays of sunlight piercing through the fog hit the deck, and we all cheered. Then, like an arrow, the sunlight shot the demonic mist without a trace. At that time, the sun was setting like a huge red fireball towards the sea level in the west, and the brilliant sunset burned the sea and the sky red.

Perhaps because I hadn't seen the sun for a long time, the sunset looked so spectacular that I didn't even remember the countless sunrises and sunsets I've seen on the sea in my life, but I never had the same shock as I do today.

I saw that the other people also had solemn expressions on their faces, probably the same way I felt. Only Anderson, taking advantage of the fog to clear, had already taken his fishing rod and fished with grace, paying no attention to the scenery in the distance.

I didn't even have to think about the common sense that after sunset was night, and I was already thinking about the direction of my voyage, or whether I should consult with Mr. Robbins about whether to wait where the communication was restored, or whether to head north to the Tubuai Islands, or simply to return west to New Zealand.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted, Sunrise!

I followed his voice and there was another shocking scene, I will never forget what I saw today in my life, not only me, but all the people on the ship, and even some people have fallen to their knees, and kept making crosses on their chests, praying to God. Even Anderson threw away the rod and stood up straight, facing east, dumbfounded.

At this time in the east, the small half-round red sun is rising from the horizon, and the bright glow of the sun is beginning to stain the sky and sea over there. However, when I looked back, most of the red sun in the west remained at sea.

Sunrise in the east and sunset in the west occur almost at the same time. I kept looking on both sides, and when I made a closer look, I was even more shocked because I found that as much as the sun set in the west, the sun rose in the east. My gut tells me that the two suns are actually the same and that something must be wrong with the Earth, or something wrong with my eyes.

When the sun sets in the west, the morning sun in the east is completely exposed to the sea. Its flushed cheeks began to dazzle, and then glowed with a golden glow, illuminating everything in the world, and a new day began.

We all stood quietly on the deck like stone statues on Easter Island, staring blankly at the sky, unable to move for a long time. At some point, the deck became hot, sweat on my forehead, and a slight dampness on my back. I calmed down and took off my thick coat.

My movements and the sounds I made probably alarmed the others, who all came to their senses and began to undress. Then, we went back to the cabin and started discussing what exactly happened. During the discussion, the scientists and seafarers naturally divided into two groups, each speaking their own way. Seafarers mostly talk about miracles, God and the god of the sea, while scientists are more likely to seek scientific explanations for the phenomenon. At this time, everyone realized that such a miracle had happened, and no one thought to use a video camera or mobile phone to take pictures of the scene.

Anderson and I were invited to join the team of scientists as usual, but we couldn't express any opinions, and even Anderson, who had always been open-mouthed, honestly kept his mouth shut at the moment.

Scientists have made all sorts of speculations, but none of them have been able to convince everyone.

Is it possible that the mirror pyramid is working, says Lady Larry? The sun sets in the west and rises in the east at the same time, much like a mirror image. Or we can think of it this way, when we see the sunset at 150°W and 30°S, is the sunrise happening to be seen from the Sahara Desert on the other side of the world? That is to say, there was some kind of connection between the two pyramids that mirror each other, or earlier, may have been caused by the strange fog, so that we can see the two pyramids at the same time. Stephen, what do you say?

Stephen Robbins said, "I'm not studying space physics, so let's listen to Paldick's opinion on this."

Pardick is a space physicist known for his research on parallel universes, but he is not good at words and stutters when he speaks. So he only said one sentence, and Mrs. Larry had a point, that it was most likely a spatial folding phenomenon.

At this time, Anderson suddenly said loudly, "Ladies and gentlemen, don't you feel hot?"

He always had a loud voice, not at all gentlemanly. But this is understandable, and most of the sailors at sea have developed a loud voice.

At this time, I realized that it was a little too hot, and even though I had taken off my coat just now, I was still sweating. I was alert to something, but I couldn't say it.

Robbins frowned and said that the temperature exceeded 25 degrees Celsius, and the sun was so strong that it didn't look like the winter sun at all. If we are still in the original position and the original time, then there must be something wrong with the rotation of the earth or the magnetic field......

I could hear him say something later, but he didn't say any more. Perhaps, as Mrs. Larry said, scientists never make unfounded assumptions.

I'm not a scientist, so I can speculate that we probably traveled through space in that fog to the Pacific Ocean in the Northern Hemisphere, maybe near Hawaii, or to a certain time in the South Pacific or some past summer. And the time point of crossing is probably the moment of sunset and sunrise.