Chapter 299

Hao Zhi didn't tell song Xiaojia about his two experiences back home, because he began to worry about a problem that made him sleep and eat hard

On the plane of the Apocalypse meeting, another "he" came back to save Wang Yanke at that time, and now he went back to save another Wang Yanke. Everything was just like a rehearsed script, punctual and accurate. He didn't know whether the time continuity was broken or filled.

If "Hao Zhi appeared on the plane and saved Wang Yanke" is a thing destined to happen, it is also doomed to return to this point in time from the future.

What is the future destined for? Is human struggle meaningful?

If everything is doomed, and history is still advancing at its original pace after all, are all these efforts destined to be good

Headache!

However, fate also has its joking place. After working hard for so many years, I finally hope to enter the bridal chamber with Wang Yanke and be disturbed by Thor. In a twinkling of an eye, I return to this era with song Xiaojia. However, many professors have only arranged a room for them. Maybe they regard them as a pair.

Hao Zhihe and song Xiaojia didn't bring a bag either. Professor Naduo considered it carefully. During dinner time, the servicemen also sent some meals from the canteen. They filled the old aluminum lunch box with full braised meat and rice. The two ate their mouths full of oil.

After dinner, song Xiaojia sat cross legged on the bed, making a noise. The house was hot. The weather in Beijing in May had indeed begun to be muggy. Although the old room was clean, it was stuffy. Only a shaking electric fan tried to tremble and blew a warm wind towards the two people.

There is a 24 inch color TV set on the chest of drawers. In this era, it is already a very advanced thing, but it seems that Hao Zhi thinks highly of it. The screen is not as big as the computer screen in the Internet cafe when he was in high school.

What's more pitiful is that after opening, there are only five or six channels, and there are no overwhelming variety shows. At more than eight in the evening, the theme song of the same TV comes from the TV in almost every room. A ragged monk swings his broken fan and strolls proudly from the path in the distance.

This is the spiritual life of this era. There is no Internet, no mobile phone, and family planning restrictions do not allow children to be born, so boring people begin to gather in the courtyard to play cards and form three or five card tables under the street lights. Men hold cigarettes, women sit in a pile, chew sugar cane and watermelon, talk about home, and groups of children chase and play around in the dim background

A very real world.

Hao Zhi strolled out with his arms in his arms. He looked up and saw the moon hanging overhead. It was so peaceful and bright. He didn't know that the existence of billions of years was coming to an end. It was like that in front of these people who didn't know that the end was coming, indifference was a common feature of mankind before the disaster fell from the sky.

Wang Yanke doesn't know what's going on. Hao Zhi has been afraid to think about it. The dome of the crystal city collapsed and the whole underwater world collapsed in an instant. Perhaps the only people who survived were himself and song Xiaojia

At the thought of this, his heart suddenly became a ball!

It is said that husband and wife are birds in the same forest. When a great disaster comes, they really fly and leave their newly married wife. What's this called?

Blame the Thor!

By the way, Thor, it doesn't mean that the guy has lived for hundreds of years. He should also be in this era. As long as he finds him and kills him at this time, he won't have a chance to destroy the dome!

Hao Zhi was excited for a while, but then he was depressed again. There was no family in the vast world. It's not easy to find someone?

You can only take one step and say one step!

In a daze, suddenly the lights of the car flashed in the distance. Many professors opened the door and came out, smiling and saying hello to themselves: "don't you sleep so early at night? Let's go and walk with me to the base?"

Base? Hao Zhi guessed right. It's the underground palace base! He greeted song Xiaojia, who was sitting on the bed with his pillow in his arms and laughing back and forth, and got into the professor's car.

There are few cars on the street. Is this Beijing? Hao Zhi was surprised by the earth shaking changes in the motherland over the past few decades. Now only when he returned to this era in person can he feel that the difference between the past and the future is so great. No wonder someone said that the biggest thing that happened in the world at the beginning of the 21st century was the rise of China. This Oriental giant suddenly woke up and panicked the whole world.

"Tell me... About the future? What was it like then?" the professor asked with interest.

"I'm rich!" Hao Zhi thought for a long time. He didn't know how to sum it up. There were only three simple words.

"Oh?" the professor looked very happy. "Are there 10000 yuan households everywhere?"

"I made a song," Hao Zhibai glanced at him. "Let me tell you, by 2010, beggars will be 10000 yuan households, and they will earn so much every month!"

The professor's eyes widened in disbelief.

"In your time, the so-called affluence is not just upstairs and downstairs, electric lights and telephones. In our time, telephones are one for each person!"

"What? Each person has a telephone? Where to put it?" the professor couldn't imagine how inconvenient it would be for everyone on the street to hold a telephone as big as a moon cake box.

"Oh, wireless phone, only as big as a TV remote control!"

"Can the TV be remotely controlled?"

"..." Hao Zhi slapped his face. "You're not a scientist!"

From small to large, he felt his own advantages in the stock of knowledge for the first time. As a learning residue, he even had the opportunity to popularize these with scientists known as Chinese Einstein. It was an unexpected thing.

The professor stopped talking. He leaned proudly against the back of the back seat of the car, meditated for a long time, and muttered to himself: "look, Xiao Zhang, I have told you countless times that our motherland will be strong and the people's life will be rich. No, the evidence is in front of him. What a fascinating world it will be!"

Hao Zhi didn't answer. He knew in his heart that even if the world was beautiful, many professors would not be seen. He would die in a murder in 13 years!

Although the city has changed a lot, the Ming Tombs have not changed much. They are still ancient tombs, steles and overgrown with weeds. In this era, they have not been fully developed into a tourist area, and many tourist facilities are still under construction. Of course, with the construction of the scenic area, the underground base of Wanshou mountain is developed, bypassing the north of the mountains, The car drove into a secluded mountain road. On the Dark asphalt road, there was only the shadow of a lamp, which stretched lonely into the distance

Hao Zhi has long been familiar with the underground palace. In his opinion, it is like going home. He is very familiar with all kinds of channels and terrain. Many professors also feel this, which makes him more convinced that the boy really comes from the future.

"Look at this!" in the unfinished underground laboratory, Professor Naduo raised a picture from the original 486 computer screen to show Hao Zhi.

Hao Zhi almost stuck his nose to the computer screen before he saw that the picture with surprisingly low resolution was a satellite map: "here is it?"

"Oh, in the East China Sea, you said there might be undersea buildings there. We sent satellites to sweep the area and confirmed that there was nothing unusual on the undersea!"

"Oh?" Hao Zhiyi was stunned. "Haven't the Japanese undersea city been built yet? The dawn organization doesn't exist. It's more difficult to find Thor!"

"Who are you looking for?" the professor asked curiously.

"Oh, an enemy, capitalist villain!" Hao Zhi smiled.

"Oh, you should be on guard! Capitalism will never die, and a rich country and strong army should not be neglected!" Professor Naduo read two slogans.

"By the way, how is the Super Brain prototype built now?" Hao Zhi suddenly asked, looking at the dilapidated and backward 486 in front of him.

"Oh? You even know Super Brain?" Professor Naduo became more interested. He got up and took Hao Zhi to the Super Brain R & D room on the third floor underground.

As like as two peas China computer, the first prototype of China's first generation super brain computer was built in 1956.

"I've been holding this question for a long time. According to your age, 56 years should not be very old?" Hao Zhi asked, pointing to the iron card.

Professor Naduo smiled: "yes, I was only 17 years old in 56 years. In fact, the research and development of supercomputers has long been put on the agenda since the founding of the people's Republic of China. The first generation of visionary national leaders have long seen the trend of world development in the future. Otherwise, do you really think those 'rejuvenating the country through science and technology' hanging in the mouth of broadcasters every day are just kidding?"

"So you are not the founder of the underground palace base?"

"Well, I just inherit the legacy of my predecessors and carry forward this project!"

"Hey, hey..." Hao Zhi laughed twice. Many young people don't know. These secrets are buried behind them. After years of efforts, how many generations have accumulated a happy life after hard work. They don't cherish them.

"By the way, can I also talk to the aliens here?" Hao Zhi suddenly changed his conversation.

"Aliens?" the professor was also surprised. "This is a slightly faster computer. Where are aliens?"

"Ah?" Hao Zhi was surprised. Xu zhe recalled that there was a lot of alien information hidden in Tianhe-1 computer. Don't even professors know about it?

"I had such suspicions..." said Professor Naduo, ordering someone to turn on the system of Tianhe-1. After some operation, the huge blue screen was suddenly covered with strange symbols.

"I built this computer according to the computer construction method in my knowledge system. Since the first day it was built, these strange information has been retained in the memory. We tried to find linguists, but we can't translate it. There is a lack of common cognitive point between our language and this mysterious text, that is, there is no good translation Direction, do you know how to solve it? "

"Oh..." Hao Zhi frowned and pretended to seriously identify those complex and messy symbols. He said in his heart that you really think of me as a scientist. If only Ke Ke were here now