Demolition Earth

Chapter 37 Signs
Zhao Changqi's previous thought was very simple. Since praying may be useful, let's pray.

He originally wanted to form such a praying team by himself, or unite these fourth types of human organizations to expand the scale of the entire prayer. Maybe as the first person to formally discover this law, he can use this first-mover advantage to obtain a Quota - that's enough.

But Zhao Changqi soon discovered that he lacked such executive ability. Because of his own status, it was impossible for the country to watch him contact one by one according to the list, because Zhao Changqi himself knew that with his current status, all foreign exchanges must be done. It is being monitored - he has not yet been able to get rid of the suspicion of the alien chess pieces.

And Li Daiyuan's words made him realize that his idea may not be impossible to rework. Thinking about it in reverse, since the VIPs have such behaviors, based on the behavior of praying, to give that little bit of hidden rewards, it means that the aliens really There is a need to communicate with them.

Although there is almost no so-called communication between these supplicants and the aliens-seldom speak and do not do tasks.

But the connection between them remains.

This relationship is like that between gods and believers. In most totem stories, when the gods first performed miracles, it was not when the gods were most powerful, but often such miracles were gradually spread and beliefs were formed. When huge beliefs When the crowd starts to form a group, it is the beginning of the power of the totem.

The government has always been skeptical about the tendency of aliens to control people, but perhaps because of professional habits, most of their energy tends to focus on those behaviors with obvious intentions. There are not many studies on this kind of unconscious behavior. In their view, any organization must first have a unified leadership and mutual communication and planning before it can pose a threat, and this kind of unconscious personal practice, or blind faith, is not worthy of attention.

But judging from the current data, the aliens don't seem to think so. He seems to be deliberately cultivating such a group of people with a background of faith, constantly eliminating the fourth type of people, but retaining a circle and continuing Communicate with these people.

There is no doubt that these communicators will continue to spread their communication methods to the outside world. When this order of magnitude reaches a certain level, it may become a new totem.

In this totem, the status of VIP is real and remote to most people, because they have all heard his voice, but are completely ignorant of his form and background-this combination of mystery and concreteness is simply It is the most perfect condition for a totem to exist.Moreover, this totem will continue to produce fresh blood. Perhaps one day, believers will long for a thorough communication with God, and at that time, there will be a sound similar to jihad.

After Zhao Changqi finished speaking, he looked at Li Daiyuan, and Li Daiyuan looked at the screen of the notebook.The soldier in charge of the operation went out to make a phone call.Zhao Changqi asked: "This idea, can you change the quota?"

Li Daiyuan pointed to the person who was calling outside, and said, "I'll know when he comes back."

Zhao Changqi looked at the instant noodles in front of him, he was too excited to eat this bowl of noodles just now.

He took a bite and found that the noodles had been soaked too badly.But he was very hungry, he thought for a while, and ate it with a grunt.

Just as he was going down, the people outside came back and said a few words to Li Daiyuan. Li Daiyuan turned his head and only made an OK gesture to him, and then the two left the dormitory.

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To Zhao Changqi, this conversation seemed to be just like the bowl of instant noodles he just finished eating, it was just a small part of his life - a problem appeared, and he wanted to find a way to solve it.

What it turned out to be, was it tasty enough...these were secondary.

It seems that as long as this problem is solved, the stomach will no longer protest, and the heart will be at ease.

But it didn't seem to be, as if something had changed permanently after this conversation.

He no longer thought about Du Yan, as if the relationship between them was just an ordinary love and breakup in the past, and now, they each have their own paths to go.

Zhao Changqi is a little afraid to communicate with the voice on the earphone now. Yang Fan seems to have sensed his attitude and cooperated with his attitude, so the communication between the two has become less and less, as if there is a relationship between each other. It’s like completing the task silently. For Zhao Changqi, this conversation experiment has completely lost the curiosity and novelty of the mode of talking to a stranger at the beginning. Now it seems to be some kind of work. He doesn’t like it. But it's not particularly annoying, it's just a job to make money and do something, that's all.

Zhao Changqi began to try to reintegrate himself into the life of the university. He chased an online game with his roommates. During the day, he wore headphones and fell asleep in class while "working".When he was doing his homework, he would find his classmates and copy what he had done. He would just skim through the must-read news on his phone, just passing his eyes, but never thinking about the meaning of those messages.

In the evening, I went to the Internet cafe to refresh my equipment and PK all night, and then returned to class the next day with a sleepy face.

Li Daiyuan didn't come to him for a long time after that, and the people in the third district seemed to have completely forgotten him in this corner. Only the salary and experimental income that arrived at the end of each month faintly reminded him that he seemed to be still alive. Participate in a "cause".

This kind of life lasted for almost half a year. It was not until the Spring Festival at home during the winter vacation and watching the Spring Festival Gala with my parents that I was pulled back from this kind of life by a phone call to a more real life.

When he answered the phone, his mother was nagging him about finding a job in the coming year, so Zhao Changqi picked it up and answered it casually: "Who?"

On the phone, she said, "It's me."

Her voice was softer than she had imagined, the TV was loud and her mother was talking, Zhao Changqi was stunned for a moment before realizing who it was.

Then he stood up subconsciously, wanting to avoid his mother's nagging, and walked towards the balcony, but regretted opening the door, because the room was more noisy, and the sound of firecrackers filled his ears, so he had to turn back and go to his own room.

During this back and forth effort, she seemed to say something on the other side, but she didn't seem to say anything. After Zhao Changqi's ears quieted down, she had finished speaking, and the last thing he heard clearly was goodbye: "I'm hanging up." ,goodbye."

He looked at the caller ID of his mobile phone, it was an unfamiliar number, he dialed back, but the only answer was that the phone was turned off.

Zhao Changqi tried hard to recall what she said just now, but he could barely make out, it seemed to be some farewell words, she seemed to say that she was very happy during the time with him, and thanked him for being with her.

Zhao Changqi called Li Daiyuan, but Li Daiyuan refused to answer, but quickly sent a text message: "You know?"

"Know what?" Zhao Changqi asked.

"She didn't tell you? That's fine." Li Daiyuan asked after a while, "What about him? Did he say it?"

"What does it have to do with him?" Zhao Changqi glanced at the APP on the experimental phone. They hadn't spoken for a long time, or he said something, but he didn't pay attention to it at all.

From that day on, he seemed to be keeping a distance from him subconsciously.

Li Daiyuan didn't answer, but after a long time, about 20 seconds, he suddenly sent a message: "She died, right in front of me."

Zhao Changqi felt his heart stop beating instantly, and he asked with trembling hands, "Who is she you are talking about, isn't there a quota?"

"Who else is there, Du Yan, she chose it herself, or he asked her to choose it."

Who else could he have!Zhao Changqi quickly turned on the phone, found the experimental app, and immediately asked after logging in, "What did you say to Du Yan?"

"That's between us."

"You let her kill herself?"

"No, I just agree with her suicide."

"She's dead?"

"Now, yes, dead," said the voice as usual, as if it was just a trivial matter, "but you will see her again soon, oh, then, it will be me."

"what are you saying?"

"Goodbye, Zhao Changqi." The voice was cut off, and he seemed unwilling to talk with Zhao Changqi any more.

Zhao Changqi picked up his mobile phone again, found Li Daiyuan's message, and sent several messages in succession.

"Where are you?"

"How did she die?"

"say!"

But Li Daiyuan has not answered.

Zhao Changqi sat on the bed slumped, the sound of the party next door and the sound of firecrackers outside the window continued, mixed with Yang Fan's voice and Li Daiyuan's words he heard just now, he realized that there must be something important happening now, But he has no way of knowing.

For the first time, he realized how small he was, and his chest was filled with anger, but he didn't know where to vent this power. He wanted to shout, but he didn't know what to shout, he wanted to smash something, But reason reminded myself that it is inappropriate to go crazy at home during the Chinese New Year.

It seemed like a long time later when the phone vibrated. He opened it and saw that it was Li Daiyuan: "I have something to do just now... Take the train, come to Dunhuang, let's have an interview."

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