City-wide ban

At 6:30 in the morning on June 5, Xia Xinghe finally drove Qi Luyao to the D32 Relief Area where the Beijiao Electronic Waste Landfill Center is located after a long fatigued driving.

When the vehicle drove slowly through the security checkpoint of the relief area, Xia Xinghe smelled a scene completely different from what he had seen and imagined before.

In this doomsday where even the center of Ancheng City has fallen into infinite silence, this high-radiation abandoned slum site that even homeless people avoid on weekdays is actually crowded with dense crowds.

It's been a long time since he observed so many people rubbing their shoulders up close?The noisy and crowded crowd surged towards the northern suburbs almost unconsciously, as if a group of iron filings attracted by a magnetic pole, they all moved towards the same goal at the same time.

"Get out of the car! Cars are not allowed to drive in!!" The soldier at the door knocked on the car window and yelled at Xia Xinghe.

Subconsciously, he looked back and glanced at Qi Luyao who was lying on the back seat, picked up his clothes cleanly and covered his facial features, then bowed his head in a muffled response, turned his head and went to the parking lot.

There are still more than 20 kilometers to go in the northern suburbs, and the radiation monitor on Xia Xinghe's watch has already begun to clamor vigilantly.

He lowered his eyes, stretched out his hand to feed Qi Luyao a radiation protection tablet and a powerful inhibitor, and put his own radiation protection bracelet on that person, and then hugged that small person Got into? The crowd.

It is obvious that most of the crowd around is Alpha, which is different from the atmosphere of the end of the world? Most of them are excited, as if rushing to a huge banquet, and everyone's face is full of smiles that they haven't seen for a long time meaning.

"As long as you get on it? Noah's Ark, I can fuck A-48!"

After simply listening to a few sentences, Xia Xinghe knew that this group of people was planning to leave A-48 in dire straits by riding Cheng Peng's so-called Noah's Ark.

The folk version is that Cheng Peng used some means to get the spaceship to obtain a flight permit specially approved by the Star Alliance.This group of Alphas who have passed the qualification approval will become the only group of people who can leave A-48 in the last days.

For such rumors, Xia Xinghe said that it is impossible to believe a single word.

It is embarrassing that the military’s notice to refute the rumors has already been issued? Several stacks, and the sound of trumpets in the streets and alleys is advising them not to believe in rumors, but people in Nanhe? Desperate people still flock to it. Never give up the slightest ray of hope in your hands.

"Fucking human reproduction, my wife and children are gone? I can live because of the virtues accumulated by my ancestors."

The voice was vaguely familiar, and as soon as he turned his head, Xia Xinghe recognized the face beside him that often appeared on TV.

That man was a well-known arms supplier to the empire. He even spontaneously organized an anti-corpse tide commando at the beginning of the disaster. He was a brave old businessman who was good at fighting.

But even such a tycoon with economic squeeze and guaranteed firepower cannot avoid the fact that all his relatives left in the disaster.

Look carefully at his clothes. Although they are still famous brands that ordinary people can't match, the expensive suit pants have already been covered with dust, the shirt collar of the jacket is also torn, and the right leg is also empty. The haggard face is obvious.

Disaster is the fairest god, no matter men, women, old or young, rich or poor, high or low class, he will save all beings equally...

Everyone was more or less in high spirits because of justice from heaven, except Xia Xinghe who was walking through the crowd holding Qi Luyao, as a highly sensitive Alpha, in such a thick Alpha pheromone smell, Can only feel endless irritability.

Followed the flow of people to the northern suburbs and slowly poured in. When stuck at the door, the guard raised his hand dutifully: "Please show me? Your ID..."

Xia Xinghe raised his head, a gleam of cold light flashed from his eyes that were lightly covered by bangs, the guard was shocked, and then he called out in a low voice: "Colonel Xia...?"

That man was a soldier he once led, and was later taken in by Cheng Peng, so he stayed here as a gatekeeper.

This person choked when he saw his face clearly, and then saw the person in Xia Xinghe's arms: "Are you...?"

Xia Xinghe's expression was very indifferent: "The tribute Omega brought on board, why, Uncle Cheng didn't mention it to you?"

The guard hadn't heard of any tribute at all, but after careful thought, how could there be a colony outside? Planets with only Alpha?Is it possible that it really reproduces asexually?

Cheng Peng did not mention that Xia Xinghe had to come. As a low-level person, he has not yet sorted out the intricate relationship between these forces, but this "Uncle Cheng" was very friendly, and the guards It is inevitable that you will start to believe it.

Guard: "The identity of this Omega still needs..."

"Nonsense!" Xia Xinghe interrupted sharply, "You can see the face of 'Tribute' as much as you want?! Who the hell arranged for you? Do you still understand the rules?!"

While speaking, a wave of extremely oppressive pheromone hit him head-on in an instant, instantly strangling the guard's vocal cords, and he resisted the act of kneeling on the spot.

"I'm sorry..."

The guard suddenly felt that the logic was clear—it must be a must to be able to board the spaceship? They are all rich and powerful, so this Omega, which was selected by thousands of people and satisfied so many people, must be a private toy that everyone treasures. .

That's really not what I should look at.The guard wished he could goug out his own eyes and apologize on the spot.

The guard took a step back with a pale face, and waited until the man passed in front of him unimpeded, before he slowly tasted the smell of milk from his nostrils.

Um?How sweet?

At this time, Xia Xinghe had already driven away quickly? The guard was very guilty.

He is very aware of his pheromones, and can only rely on short-term explosive power to bluff people. Once the forward shake is over and the real milk smell rushes up, his evil image will disappear?

Before he came, he didn't even know that there was a pass. He didn't know how he could convince the guard with his nonsense reason.

Thinking of Qi Luyao's sobriety in the car before, Xia Xinghe suddenly realized a truth - the more lies you tell, the greater the chance of success, as long as your imagination subverts the other party's bottom line, then Sun will May be pentagram shaped.

The successful actor Xia Xinghe, even with the smell of Alpha pheromone in his nostrils, is approaching the center of the northern suburb step by step.

Gradually, he could see the black building stabbed into the ground in the distance like a sea god's needle.

It was dark and smooth, a regular pure black, its top was covered by mist, it seemed that the sky above was a bit darker than other places.

Xia Xinghe followed the crowd while staring at the cylinder.

The previous time I came here, I felt that the shape of this building was somewhat familiar, but I didn’t dare to look at it due to time constraints, but this time I thought about it carefully, and suddenly found that it was stacked there far away, just like Xia Gaoyuan’s office building. That strange communicator by the table.

That was what Xia Gaoyuan and Xia Xinghe saw during the video call after the disaster broke out.

In retrospect, the outdated-looking big brother that was always by Xia Gaoyuan's hand was like a miniature version of the building in front of him.

He raised his eyebrows, and suddenly recalled the knowledge that Qin Dongchen had forcibly instilled in him:

"In the 20th century, WJVanStockum relied on Einstein's equations to deduce the possibility of going back in time."

"The model he constructed shows that if a cylinder rotates infinitely close to the speed of light, it can drive the surrounding space-time structure to rotate together, which is the 'coordinate system dragging' seen in the rotating black hole photo."

He looked at the silent and huge object in front of him, and vaguely thought - this is the "time machine" that can turn back time, so is the one in Xia Gaoyuan's hand used to communicate with people in "another time" What about tools?

This conjecture brought endless speculation to Xia Xinghe, but then, he remembered what Qin Dongchen said to him:

"The basis of this theoretical fact is that 'infinite rotation close to the speed of light' can be achieved, but this is almost impossible to achieve at present."

"At present, in order to achieve this effect, it is necessary to be able to complete the explosion of the mobile phone's galaxy nucleus to produce nuclear radiation, and to use the magnetic force of the solar storm itself. The latter is not difficult to do. I need professionals for the former, that is, yours. strength."

Xia Xinghe's mind began to buzz. His last project was the so-called "Collection of Nuclear Radiation Produced by Galactic Nuclear Explosions". He once parted ways with Qin Dongchen because of the purpose of the experiment.

For a long period of time afterwards, Xia Xinghe summarized Qin Dongchen's series as "rumours" and "wishful thinking", so he completed the project in a satisfactory manner.

Looking back at this moment, I actually constituted the most important part of the whole experiment.Xia Xinghe suddenly felt a burst of cold sweat, not knowing whether this was a good omen or a bad omen for him.

Xia Xinghe is a person with a very good brain. His memory method is different from most people. What others have said and done will be directly printed in his mind as a solid form, and they will be put into layers by category. In the palace like a library, when you need it, you can turn it out like looking up a book. The details and specific content will not be forgotten.

He flipped through the books in his mind back to the conversations related to Qin Dongchen, reminiscing over and over again the key that this person might have told him in detail, but he didn't take it to heart at the beginning.

"The faster the cylinder rotates, the more time goes back, but the only pity is that time cannot go back to the time before the cylinder was successfully built."

Xia Xinghe thought carefully about the completion ceremony of the cylinder, which should have been completed at the same time as the nuclear radiation collection experiment.

Following this clue, he suddenly recalled that he had sent a message to Qi Luyao excitedly after seeing that the value had reached the standard in the laboratory:

"Brother, the project is finally completed! After work, I will pick you up!"

Not long after that, he received a call from Qi Luyao:

"Teacher Ou died...the police said it was a medical incident..."

Not long after, he picked up Qi Luyao with a haggard face in the parking lot of the Second Courtyard of the Emperor, and the two of them broke up not long after.

That day is December 2077, 12, Christmas, the day Jesus was born, and the beginning of all cycles.

The author has something to say: Xia Xinghe: Listen to my nonsense balabala! ooo

Alpha Guard: You're right! !

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By the way, the theory of van Stockum's cylindrical time travel and Xia Xinghe's so-called "memory palace method" do exist, and they are quite interesting. If you are interested, you may wish to learn more!

As for nuclear energy solar storm boosting, it’s all nonsense.