I am studying and eating melons in Chronicle

Yunling couldn't think now, so she just followed his words and sat down obediently.

Comrade Wu asked kindly: "Comrade Yunling, have you just arrived?"

She nodded quickly: "Well, I just got here."

"What car are you riding in?"

"The jeep driven by Team Leader Ling and others."

"Then what car did you take the last time you came to the provincial capital?"

"Train." Yunling answered directly without thinking.

Comrade Wu smiled slightly: "But your ride record cannot be found at the train station..."

Yunling looked up instantly and was stunned.

The girl blinked her eyes, her red lips slightly opened, but she didn't know how to explain, so she closed her mouth again.

In fact, she has many loopholes. The more she uses the system's ability to take advantage of opportunities, the easier it is to expose her flaws.

Too much to say.

Facing the thoughtful Comrade Wu, she now dared not answer a word for fear of inadvertently being tricked out of the information.

When she was thinking about how to deal with it, an electronic mechanical sound suddenly came from her ears——

[The first-generation autonomous scanning program has ended, all functions have been activated, and the first self-repair of the BUG has been completed...]

Yunling's eyes lit up, she clenched her fists, and listened intently to the familiar voice that appeared out of thin air.

I shouted in surprise: "Zero Zero Zero!"

The system's calm electronic voice should have been ruthless, but at this time it choked up a little, trembled slightly, and then held back the words it was about to say: "Lord..."

Before it could finish, it stopped.

Yunling was confused: "Huh?"

"Host." The system returned to a calm tone, as rational as ever.

"I will now give you permission to reveal some information about the high-dimensional world to the people in front of you."

Yunling was shocked: "Why?"

"Because this person has suspicions about you, and before you, there was an out-of-control mission person who had contact with him. Maybe he already knew these things. If you reveal your identity, you might be able to get more information. Much trust. Besides...he won't live for a few more years."

When Comrade Wu's life span was suddenly revealed, Yunling couldn't accept it and whispered dryly: "Is it inevitable?"

Ling Ling Ling's voice was cold: "Death may be the only thing that humans can be sure of, right?"

It means it can't.

Yunling narrowed her eyes slightly and heard a cough coming from the other side.

"Comrade Yunling, what are you thinking about?" Comrade Wu's smiling eyes showed a trace of scrutiny, and his whole body exuded a serious aura.

"I have no way to explain why I came to the provincial capital without taking the train."

"Oh?" Comrade Wu was surprised by her frankness, "Why don't you tell the truth?"

Yunling pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke: "If all time and space are compared to a tree, then the world we are in may be just a leaf on this tree. And the earth we are in is just one of the leaves. A leaf cell." "What do you want to say?"

"Beyond the planets, galaxies, and universes, there are still realms that we cannot fathom. Because of this, these lives and civilizations are defined as high-dimensional worlds. Perhaps they can easily observe or control our future direction, but we cannot It is impossible to reversely locate their coordinates, which is considered a one-way power."

"So if a high-dimensional product lands, something happens that we can't explain."

After a long explanation, Comrade Wu finally understood: "You mean, your previous behaviors that are difficult to explain in detail are all due to this reason?"

Yunling nodded heavily, wondering if he would believe it.But if it were her, and someone was talking about these weird things in front of her, she might think this person was crazy.

However, Comrade Wu did not refute rashly, but fell into endless thinking.

After calming down for a long time, he replied: "These are all hypotheses and there is no way to prove them."

Yunling and the system asked about the permission limits, and then stretched out a hand after confirming that it was OK.

The next second, a needle appeared out of thin air in the palm of his slender hand.

Teleportation?

Comrade Rao Shiwu was well-informed and could not believe that the scene in front of him was completely beyond the scope of traditional materialism that he had learned.

The room fell into a long silence again.

He picked up the syringe and stroked it gently, as if to confirm its authenticity.

"It's actually true." His incredible tone contained a bit of expected excitement.

Before Yunling could ask specifically, he muttered to himself and fell into memories.

"The war was still going on at that time, and the conditions for our soldiers were very difficult, so many patriotic businessmen donated materials. One of them still impressed me to this day."

"She is a lady, her surname is Yin. She started from scratch. At home and abroad, whether they are politicians or capitalists, white or gangsters, even the brutal invaders, they have to give her a little bit of sympathy."

"As a representative of both parties, I have had several contacts with her. Once, I couldn't help but ask her, why are we funding the team that seems to have the least chance of winning when there are many forces intersecting on the battlefield? It's funny to say, Her answer at the time was hard for me as a young person to accept."

"She said that she was a businessman. Transactions inherently carry risks. The greater the risk, the greater the reward. She was a gambler and was willing to bet. Anyway, she was not short of this little money."

"This kind of utilitarian answer simply shattered my idealistic pride, but due to the reality gap, I have nothing to say, but in the end I don't agree with her idea."

"Because the little money she mentioned can indeed feed and clothe our comrades, make our team stronger and stronger, buy more weapons and equipment, speed up the progress of the war, and save many lives. "

Yunling seemed to have a premonition that this Ms. Yin might be the out-of-control taskmaster mentioned by the system.

"We won earlier than expected. Although the ending was still tragic, as long as we lost one less soldier, Ms. Yin's achievements deserve to be commended and praised. Once you do good deeds, there is no unnecessary motive."

"But when the medal was delivered to her home, she died suddenly without any warning. Even her designated heir had just received the news. However, due to her precautions, the Yin family's property was arranged in an orderly manner, and the inheritance was distributed smoothly. All of them were donated to the country, and they even left me a suicide note by name."

Comrade Wu took out a well-preserved letter from the document bag nearby and said to Yunling, "Do you want to read it?"

She was flattered and stretched out her hand to take it but didn't dare to take it. She hesitated: "Can I?"

The old man encouraged her with an affirmative look: "If what you said is true, perhaps only you can solve the remaining doubts in the suicide note."

"You are ridiculous." Yunling did not dare to accept such high opinion.

Comrade Wu pushed the envelope to her hand and shook his head slightly: "If you are from the same world, it is not surprising that you can understand the blank space of the last three and a half pages."