In the nineties of the twentieth century, the Institute of Geology, Chinese Academy of Sciences. Academician Yuan Chongdao, who is more than half a hundred years old in www.biquge.info, sat in a large office chair and was stunned at a piece of newly unearthed uranium ore on the table.

After pondering for a long time, he muttered to himself, "Impossible, impossible!" ”

"Professor Yuan, what do you think of this ore?" Director Li of the research institute asked while giving Professor Yuan a cup of tea.

"According to the isotope test results, this is a piece of uranium ore that has been used by people, and the uranium content is only equivalent to our current nuclear waste!"

"Being taken advantage of? This is a 300 million-year-old uranium ore, and it has just been unearthed, how can anyone be? Director Li looked at Professor Yuan solemnly, he saw the solemn expression on the other party's face, and he was sure that it was not a joke.

Yuan Chongdao stood up, walked to the window, opened the curtains, pointed to the city outside with a mixture of high-rise buildings and streets, and said, "Director Li, 300 million years ago was the Carboniferous period in geological history. It was once a fern forest. The cockroach the size of a table has just stepped onto the stage of history, and the huge flyfly flying in the air, the sound of its wings fluttering, is comparable to that of today's helicopter rotors. Can you imagine that at the same time, there is a nuclear reactor with an output of millions of kilowatts in operation! ”

"It's incredible!" Director Li sighed.

"It's inconceivable, it's simply a subversion of the earth's civilization! ――How did you find this ore? ”

"It was discovered by accident when a mining company was mining in a forest area in Yichun City, Heilongjiang Province."

"Without further ado, immediately coordinate with the relevant local authorities to seal off the mining area. And mobilize nuclear experts, we immediately go to the site to see! Professor Yuan picked up the briefcase in a hurry, and walked out of the door with Director Li one after the other.

In the northeast of Heilongjiang, the small Xing'an Mountains in Yichun are crisscrossed by a reckless primeval pine forest, crisscrossing the navy blue open veins, and meandering against the undulating mountains. An EC255 helicopter for the geological team slowly landed on a mountain pass.

As soon as the landing gear of the plane came to a stop, Professor Yuan couldn't wait to get down. Not far away, a nuclear industry engineer rushed to him with several entourage.

Professor Yuan got straight to the point and asked, "What is the situation, are there strong radiation traces near the uranium mine?" ”

With an excited look on his face, the engineer reported: "What a miracle, a kilometer from the mining area, an ancient nuclear reactor has been identified, consisting of about a thousand tons of uranium ore from six areas." ”

"Did you find nuclear waste?" Professor Yuan's voice was both excited and worried.

"Yes. But the strange thing is that the radiation range of the nuclear waste found here is strictly controlled within the scope of the mining area by a special technology, and there is no trace of diffusion! ”

As he spoke, the engineer motioned to his assistant to take out a transparent isolation bag and present a piece of granular nuclear waste that had just been collected to Professor Yuan, along with a sheet of the reactor's materials and technical parameters.

"It seems that this nuclear reactor from 3 to 400 million years ago has been operating until now, and it is the aluminum phosphate mineral in it that acts as a moderator, and restricts and swallows the radioactive substance in it - xenon."

"What? Running until now? How many hundred million years has this reactor been running? The engineer asked, puzzled.

"Well, by comparing it with the uranium ore you provided last time, to be exact, the operation of this reactor just ended a month ago. That is, after it was discovered, it quietly closed in front of us. ”

"Who closed it?"

"Maybe the explosion at Kaishan Prospecting destroyed its operating mechanism, or maybe it's now done its job." Professor Yuan said contemplatively.

"Is it artificial or natural?" Engineers are in a hurry to find answers.

"It's hard to tell. Let's assume it's artificial. But no one would build such a device for no reason and let it run for hundreds of millions of years. I suppose there must be an ancient underground factory nearby, - no, it should be something that consumes the equivalent of a microwave oven, and it probably contains the reactor owner's favorite glass of milk. Despite its high power, the reactor has produced only enough energy to sustainably light a bonfire over hundreds of millions of years. ”

When the engineer heard Professor Yuan's analogy, he was silent and said with a smile: "After so many years, that cup of milk should also evolve into a cow." ”

"Perhaps, we are the cows." Professor Yuan said seriously.

Professor Yuan's conclusions about this prehistoric nuclear reactor immediately caused an uproar in the academic community. The Institute of Geology of the Chinese Academy of Sciences has also sent additional personnel to carry out in-depth exploration work near the mining area, hoping to find the microwave-like device that Professor Yuan said.

However, this work was pioneered a month ago by a miner named Ling Songhua in Chahetun, a forest area. After the first cannon was fired in this mining area, every night, he took advantage of the rudimentary tools such as a moon rake, a rock axe, and a chopping knife to search for a treasure called turquoise near the mining area.

After a few days, the harvest was very rich, this kind of ore, which no one cared about before, has skyrocketed in value in the past two years, and the good condition can be sold for 100 yuan per gram.

On this day, together with his co-workers, he climbed to a mountainside and continued to dig in the thief hole that he had not had time to mine last night. Suddenly, in the gap between the stones, a blinding blue light flashed.

The two immediately stopped digging and froze there. Then, Ling Songhua looked around, he was worried that he would be discovered by the patrol, thinking that the blue light was from a searchlight or something. The night was still deep and dark, and there was silence around him, and he was relieved.

He continued to turn around, peeking into the source of the blue light, and found that the light was getting stronger and stronger, and suddenly, with a click, the whole stone surface broke apart, and the rubble rumbled to the bottom of the mountain.

The two hurriedly dodged and grabbed the stones beside them with both hands, barely maintaining the stability of their bodies and not falling.

The thief hole suddenly opened, revealing a square space that could accommodate two or three people, and in it, a blue transparent sarcophagus appeared! A crack is being created between the lid and the coffin, from which the blue light is emitted. The crack grew bigger and bigger, and finally, with a cracking sound, the lid of the coffin fell to the ground, and a person crawled out of the coffin.

It was a little boy of seven or eight years old, dressed in a strange white jumpsuit, covered with a blue mist-like substance, and after crawling on the ground with great difficulty, he shook his head, as if he had lost his strength, and fainted.

Ling Songhua and his co-workers watched their souls fly out of the sky! The two of them were stunned, and their bodies trembled like chaff. The workers reacted first, and they hurriedly retreated down the mountain.

"Come back!" Ling Songhua called out to him and said, "If this thief hole is discovered, it will definitely be able to find us, so run away like this, you just wait to squat in the class room!" ”

When the worker heard this, he had no choice but to stop the idea of running away, and said tremblingly: "This child is a human and a ghost, this stratum is 300 million years ago!" "The reason why he is so familiar with the strata is based on his many years of experience in mining theft.

"Whether he's a human or a ghost, I'm going to get him home, and it just so happens that I haven't had a man and a woman." Ling Song looked at the child who was lying on the ground with a slight gasping sound between his mouth and nose and said.

At his command, the workers began to fill the hole with nearby stones and dead branches. Ling Songhua carefully picked up the child with one hand, climbed the rock with the other, and slowly descended to the foot of the mountain.

In a compound two kilometers away, a woman in her thirties finally heard her husband's knock on the door.

"Songhua, you're back. - Oh, where did you pick up a baby? She asked, surprised.

"From the cracks in the stones! He is just like the Monkey King in Journey to the West. Ling Songhua nodded the sniff of the sleeping child with joy and said.

"Don't talk about calves, where the hell did you come from?" The woman asked in surprise, she felt a stone in her heart fell to the ground, in order to treat her infertility, the three northeastern provinces have been running all over to no avail, and she can't wait to use a trachea to inject some gas and prop up her uncompetitive belly.