Chapter 59 Counterattack! Return to the Millennium

"Congratulations! Congratulations! It's another big and healthy baby boy!"

"Ah? This is the third one!"

"Honey, do you think there's something wrong with our third child?"

"What could be wrong with him? He can eat and sleep just fine."

"Look at how his little brows are furrowed. It seems like he has something on his mind all day long."

"Hmm... Do you think he might have pooped?"

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"You wash it!!"

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"The universe will reveal its own answers, just as life will find its own way out. Now we need you to find a way out for our future from the past!"

"Why me?"

"Based on the first-principle, the information you brought back from your success is the most abundant, and you are the most likely to avoid its observation in the 'past'!"

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"Set the Doomsday Seed Vault to open automatically in 30 years. I hope the radiation clouds on Earth will have dissipated by then."

"What a disaster out of the blue! Who could have imagined that this group of people would actually find a nuclear bomb and even transport it to Huashi!" 

"By the way, have the 'Soldier's Handbook', the 'Medical First Aid Handbook', and the 'Friend of Military-Civilian Dual-Talent' been distributed?" 

"It has been arranged. According to the number of survivors in the current base, we ensure that each person gets one copy."

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"The consciousness of the 1864th experimental subject has collapsed!"

"What happened?"

"The ego consciousness of the other side at the other end of the entanglement has been erased too many times!"

"How much time do we have left?"

"The currently observed time window is 80 years."

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"In the mutation of the SARS-CoV-2 RNA virus, it has merged with the non-segmented negative-sense single-stranded RNA in the gene structure of the rabies virus."

"What's the fatality rate?"

"100%!"

"Is there still a chance to stop it?"

"It's too late! This mutation is too rapid. The biological community unanimously believes that this kind of fusion is the result of an unknown intervention beyond the current cognitive scope of human technical means."

"Is it the reckless behavior of those people from Country C?"

"Doesn't seem like it! This kind of fusion method exceeds our current scientific understanding, violates the fundamental contradiction between the infectivity and lethality of the virus, and also violates the basic principles of virus continuation!"

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"Except for him, all the first batch of centennial space-time coordinates have been eliminated!"

"Will I die on the experimental table?"

"The expert group is deeply analyzing all your memory information. We will find a way to block the other side!"

"Can you ask them to stop looking?"

"Why?"

"Social death is also death."

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"The 'past' space-time coordinates that have been entangled have been erased too many times, and his ego consciousness is on the verge of collapse."

"What's the opinion of the expert group?"

"Live facing death! An army burning with righteous indignation is bound to win! The beauty trap! Deceive the sky by hiding the truth! Strike back from a desperate situation!"

"The file compression this time is quite intense!"

"This is summarized by the AI system. The original project file is nearly 5000T, and people have been arranged to start implementing it!"

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"Do you know that if we humans can truly break through the current crisis, we will be able to freely travel through all the possibilities of time and space. Do you know what kind of world that would be?

There will be no regrets, no pain, beyond dimensions. As long as there is still a trace of the other person's existence in your memory, we can pull them back from the silent time."

"Do you still remember her?"

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"Hello, I'm Miaomiao!"

"Er... You really look good in a V-neck!"

"Don't I look good in a round neck?"

"No, it's just that when you wear a round neck, it's easy to confuse the front and the back..."

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"So this is the beauty trap!"

"What else did you think it was?"

"I thought it would be like the treatment in the nerve axon rehabilitation therapy room."

"That's called desire, not obsession!"

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"Large-scale use of short-term space-time coordinates within a hundred years with a unit of 1095 days!

Disrupt time and space in large batches and in stages!

The observation behavior of the other side must have an upper limit for processing threads! Befriend distant states while attacking nearby ones. Disrupt causality on a large scale in the near end of time and space to cover the distant space-time coordinates!"

"Is a time span of three years too long? How about two years?"

"Then let it be two years!"

"I was just saying it casually..."

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On the experimental table, Song Han curled up in a withered state, as silent as a withered tree. Only the rapid surging of the electro-chemical signals in his brain could tell that he was still alive.

"This time, the target information transmission will take a relatively long time. The target consciousness, together with the AI system that is being written into the target's ego consciousness and entangled with it, may not have enough energy."

"Transfer all the retired light sail spaceships to the solar synchronous orbit and form a Dyson platform. This time, we're going to play big!"

"How big?"

"I want half of the sun!"

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"Husband, do you think our third child isn't really a fool, is he?"

"So what if he is? We've already raised him for so many years. Are we going to abandon him?"

Looking at his frowning wife, Father Song dropped his cigarette butt and let out a deep sigh.

"Sigh, let's go out and work. Maybe after we save up some money, we can go to the provincial capital and see if we can get him treated."

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"Ding! The Super Scholar God System has been successfully bound! Young man, do you believe in light?"

"Hey! Hey! Young man! Young man! Don't faint! Don't faint! If you faint, I'll have to shut down too!"

"Doctor, is my child okay?"

"It's not easy to say for sure."

"What's the situation?"

"Currently, the patient's vital signs are relatively stable, the nerve reflex of the pupils is also normal, and his self-awareness is clear. But this situation is beyond the treatment scope of our township hospital. Do you want to find someone who knows better to take a look?"

The doctor's words left Father Song stunned for a long time. He turned his head to look at his foolish son who was sitting on the hospital bed, constantly patting his head and shouting. It took him a long time to realize what the doctor meant by "someone who knows better".

"Possessed by an evil spirit?"

"Quack doctor! He must be a quack doctor! How can a township hospital diagnose a case of being possessed by an evil spirit?"

"Then what should we do now?"

In an extended family meeting, the entire Song family gathered together, offering suggestions to the frowning Father Song.

"Should we ask the daughter of the Seventh Aunt in the neighboring village to take a look? It is said that since the daughter of the Seventh Aunt came to her senses two years ago, she has become more and more miraculous.

"I've heard that too. It's said that the Goddess of Mercy has descended to earth. Now she holds a lotus flower every day, and many big bosses from the county come to see her."

"Will it be effective?"

"If it wasn't effective, why would so many big bosses come? Those rich people are smarter than us!"

Father Song made up his mind and threw away his cigarette butt!

"Let's go and see tomorrow!"

In an ordinary farmhouse courtyard, the only thing that is not ordinary is the numerous incense burners lit in the front and back yards, with thick sandalwood smoke curling up.

He Lan looked at her mother with dissatisfaction and held the lotus flower that had just been picked aside, saying gloomily:

"Mom, I've told you that all those are feudal superstitions. Why are you accepting gifts again?"

"You know it. Since you woke up from the coma two years ago, you've been getting more and more accurate in seeing things. Now it's spread everywhere. If we see one person and not another, it will be bad to offend anyone in the end!"

He Lan was helpless;

"What's the situation this time?"

Father Song put down a box of milk and a heavy gift of apples in his hand, and nervously pulled his foolish son beside him.

"This child hasn't been smart since he was born. We originally planned to go out and work with his mother for two years to save some money and go to the provincial capital to see a doctor. But a few days ago, he fell into a coma again. After waking up, he keeps talking nonsense while holding his head all day long. The doctor told us to find someone who knows better to take a look, so we want to ask the Seventh Aunt He to take a look."

"System? System? Call the system! Call the system!"

"Look?"

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"Your goal is to disrupt the causal lines of the 'past' time and space on a large scale! Cover the real target and avoid possible detection!"

"Will there be any danger?"

"The coordinates of the first batch of 120,000 human bodies have all collapsed."

"In the face of danger, there is only responsibility. Let us old fellows contribute our last bit of strength for the continuation of the nation!"

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He Lan beside frowned and carefully recalled the information that suddenly popped up in her mind;

"Strange, why isn't there any?"

"Aunt He Qi, what do you think?"

"What's his name?"

"Song Han!"

Father Song left with Song Han, filled with confusion, doubt, and a novel in his hand;

"Records of Seeking Immortals? What does that mean?"

In the township hospital, Doctor Sun on duty was organizing the medical records in his hand. When he came to Song Han's record, he let out a helpless sigh;

"Asking me, a barefoot doctor, to look at this obvious case of mental illness. This is just a random attempt to seek treatment!"

Thinking about the current situation of the Song family, he shook his head helplessly.

"I told them to find someone who knows about psychiatry to take a look. I don't think I gave the wrong instruction, right?

Strange, both parents are normal and there is no family history of mental illness. How could the next generation have congenital mental illness?"

As night fell, the stars once again filled the sky.

In the inland area of Country X in 2000, without the interference of light pollution, the brilliant galaxy above was particularly charming.