Chapter 14: The Countdown Party (Part II)
The Nordic wanted to say something, but Gu Tie interrupted him: "Thank you, Lemuel, I discussed this issue with Islamaphael, unfortunately, this time our opinion is the same as that of Shamcheel, the efficiency of the calculation is too low, just like we use the exhaustive method to decipher the quantum code, we can only expect the favor of the god of luck, the calculation of the fourth place, may get the answer tomorrow, it may be a year, ten years, a thousand years, a million years, we can't wait for that day." β
β...... What if you use more than 10% of the computing power of Genesis?" said the Nordic sentiment a little low.
"The probability is geometric, but it could still be tomorrow, or a year, a decade, a millennium, a million years. "Moreover, we will never have such a large authority, you are not the president of the European Science Council, I am not the president of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, we are not members of the GTC, Lemuel, let's face it, sometimes science is powerless." β
"So what should I do? Ask the shaman for help? I don't really like the smell of his house, but I like his magic potion. Matriel raised his glass and took a sip of his wine, smiling heartlessly. γ
"Stupid black Africa. Shamchele muttered.
"The occult also doesn't help. Gu Tie waved his hand.
"There is a science in China called Weiwei, two thousand years ago our wizards began to try to predict the future, the emperors called it 'internal learning', of course, with the Chinese temperament, most of this kind of prediction is political, such as predicting how many generations of descendants of the ruler will be removed by the revolutionaries, history has proved that the prediction is often surprisingly accurate.
For 2,000 years, the study of the weft has always been an important part of Chinese culture, and even appeared in history books.
A few years ago, when I was compiling this calculation program, Israfael and I consulted a large number of ancient books, such as Li Chunfeng's Tui Bei Tu, Huang Bai's Poems of Huang Bai Zen Master, Liu Bowen's Jinling Pagoda Inscription, Ma Qian Lesson, A Hundred Years of Beauty, and Plum Blossom Poems, to find the time point of the prophecy through semantic analysis technology, and to guess the precise time of the next prophecy point, of course, more of the Western prophecies you are familiar with, such as Sir Newton's manuscript "The Bible Code" in the Jerusalem Museum , who set the end of the world at 2060 after complex calculations, the Mayan calendar, Egyptian legislation, astrology, and even Nostradamus's "Centuries", among others.
The calculations we are carrying out are the perfect unity of modern scientific theories and the ancient occults of various civilizations on the only giant quantum computer of mankind, and if our calculations fail, it means that the highest degree of theoretical mathematics, theoretical physics, and occult of human civilization have failed, and what else can we do? There is nothing we can do. β
"The Centuries. Lemuel nodded, "I've done research for a long time, and that's one of the reasons I joined."
migrez,migresdegenevetrestous,saturned-orenfersechangera,lecontreraypozextermineratous,avantl-adventlecielsignesfera.β (Flee for your life, Run for your life, escape from all Geneva, the lead of gold will turn to iron, the great light will destroy everything, and the sky ahead will show an omen.) He recited a short passage softly, "Book IX, Chapter 44, I think describes the scene that is going to happen in the last ten years, and if it happens, it must be a major accident that we don't know about, and if it doesn't, I think, this is the day our program is looking for." β
"I'm going to miss the shaman's magic potion. Matril muttered.
"May you and your potion rot in hell. Shamchell said.
"Indians believe in hell too?" said Matril grinning as he took a long sip of his wine.
"Trust your head to hang on a totem pole," Shamcheel corrected, "and before that day comes." β
"Okay", Gu Tie clapped his palms and stood up straight, "Don't fight like a Chihuahua, we are together because we believe in the same kind of future: a future that has undergone great changes. There are only six of us, and - may Sakhir return safely to Earth - because for five years we have left behind all the desperate, the radical and the cowardly, and what is left behind is the true seeker of knowledge.
We are afraid and we long for that day to come, we are afraid and curious about the future after the great change, we try to find the truth, we learn to enjoy waiting, we observe the truth, we observe the stupid world that does not find the truth.
We have the most eminent anthropologists in North America, the most successful investors in scientific research in Europe, the youngest head of state in Africa, the most promising politicians in Asia, the bravest astronauts in the world, and myself, but today it is just a gathering of talkative housewives, undetermined atheists, drunkards and drug dealers, cynics who play with their political careers, plus myself.
Let's not forget that while the last few digits are uncertain, there is no doubt that we already have most of tomorrow in our hands. β
"Yes, this is also the greatest significance of the establishment of 'Betrayer'. Xiao Liping took over the right to speak.
"In the eyes of others, we 'betrayers' are a secret organization with anti-GTC tendencies and all members kept secretβbut no one knows that we have such a vast amount of energy to mobilize such resources in Genesis, and no one knows that we are peering into the truth that the world is changing. β
The young politician pushes his tortoiseshell-rimmed glasses and speaks in a deep but fiery voice: " We have never stood on the commanding heights of all mankind as we do now, we have the truth, we know the future, and they, the others, all of humanity, are just 8 billion mediocre ants who cannot look up to the sky, and when the final judgment comes, the whole world will tremble at our feet, and in the face of roaring volcanoes and monstrous floods, we will arm in arm and utter the first cry of the new world, this is our mission, our glory, and the only reason we exist in the history that is about to be reborn. β
Xiao Liping's eyes burned with morbid fanaticism.
Gu Tie patted him on the shoulder, and then agreed with several participants on the time, method and main topics of the next meeting.
An hour passed quickly, and Xiao Liping looked at Gu Tie inquiringly, who nodded and announced the end of the meeting.
Five people approached each other, stretched out their right hands, real or virtual, dark-skinned, yellow-skinned and white-skinned, old or young, intertwined their hands, and whispered: "TheCatacly**hashappened, weareamongtheruins, westarttobuildupnewlittlehabitats, toh** enewlittlehopes.itisratherhardwww.xstxt.orgbleovertheobstacles.www.xstxt.orgatterhowmanyskiesh**efallen.ββ Disaster strikes, we are in ruins, and despite the hardships, we try to create and keep hope. There is no easy road ahead, but we have avoided difficulties, climbed through dangers, and continued to live despite the upside down. β
βββwww.xstxt.orgmortality.β
- "We will have eternal life." β
As the huge numbers vanished, the images of Matril, Shamcheel, and Lemuel disappeared into nothingness, and the light gradually brightened.
Gu Tie sat down on the ground and muttered, "I always feel that the last paragraph is a bit hypocritical. β
"A cohesive organization requires a sense of ritual. Xiao Liping pointed out.
"Hey, Old Xiao, I can't imagine what will happen when I think about it. β
"The end of the world?" Mr. Xiao said. "At the end of the day, this date, and even the Betrayers organization, is just a chain of causes and effects from that strange number that we stumbled upon when we programmed it five years ago. Maybe it was just an ordinary day, nothing happened, the sun rose, the flowers bloomed, the fan swayed, and another day passed. β
"As soon as China joined the GTC, we developed a program for detecting quantum networks, and although it turned out to be a stupid action, the number was real, a network of ordered quantum sequences, and it was impossible for an out-of-order free string to appear, and I always believed that capturing this string of numbers was a mission given to us by an unknown force. Gu Tie sat down, put his hands on his head, and looked at the white ceiling.
In the few minutes of Xiao Lijun's silence, he used gestures to change the colors of several ceilings, and finally, set the sky above his head as a starry sky, an enlarged M87 Nebula in the constellation Perseus, with magnificent purple-red and orange-yellow stars entwined with roses.
"I can't wait, and I'm a little sorry, and I'm sure you are too. Xiao Liping finally spoke, "Maybe it's a complete destruction of the material plane, and the earth pops like a bubble." β
"And then?"
"Fifteen thousand years later, the light message of the Earth's explosion spread to the M87 nebula. β
"And then?"
"Life on a certain planet noticed, took popcorn and Coke, and sat and watched the show. β
"You're so old-fashioned, maybe M87 life has long since stopped receiving electromagnetic waves in the spectrum. β
"When that day comes, will we evolve like this?"
"Hell knows. Hopefully, though. β
The two looked at each other and smiled.