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Chapter 504 Exploration? Wouldn't it be more exciting to crash into something?
On the way back, we remained silent.
Old Wang wanted to tell Jiang Xia to give up the idea of "flying a few more times," but seeing him deep in thought, he didn't dare to disturb him.
Just think about all those complicated formulas from before; who knows what amazing thing this guy will come up with next!
Ok?
What is Jiang Xia thinking?
Of course, these are the ultimate philosophical questions: where do we come from, where do we go, and where will we sleep tomorrow?
Okay, cross that out. He was only thinking about the first question.
The formula that inexplicably popped into my head—this must be the second time, including the one with the computer BIOS.
Last time, although Old Wang vehemently denied that he had cut off Little Ahoge...
Each time his head was hit, some unexpected things would happen, and the knowledge that would inexplicably surge forth made Jiang Xia think about the "system" in a deeper way.
Why does this look so much like a data overflow?
Is that system some kind of biochip? But that doesn't make sense; how do you calculate space?
Moreover, the items obtained from the system store are physical goods, so the claims about chips and the like don't make much sense!
Hmm, no, creating objects out of thin air seems like a real "miracle"?
That's not right either. In later generations, China was able to synthesize proteins using carbon dioxide. Isn't that what the ancients called "the art of immortals"?
Four-dimensional space projection?
Quantum superposition state of five-dimensional beings?
Selective spatial collapse of six-dimensional beings?
Am I an information carrier of a higher-dimensional being?
Jiang Xia unconsciously stuffed the pen in her hand into the storage space in her bag, then took it out again, and then took out the drawing that was just filled with the basic formulas of the PLL oscillator, and unconsciously ran the pencil across it.
At this moment, Jiang Xia really wanted to enter a state of rationality by drawing circuit diagrams, in order to resist those chaotic thoughts.
But all sorts of chaotic thoughts kept churning in his mind. At this moment, he even considered whether the "Pangu" in our ancestors' mythology was actually the same thing that created the universe.
Well, don't blame Jiang Xia for having such thoughts; today's events are indeed quite bizarre. The previous "double-slit experiment with electrons," which had been so perplexing, had already stirred up Jiang Xia's sense of powerlessness regarding the unknown.
With these two combined, it's quite reasonable for their brains to suddenly malfunction.
The unique troubles of highly intelligent people are something no one can escape!
But... Jiang Xia, whose mind was already in a tangled mess, suddenly caught a glimpse of the badges on the chests of the two leather-clad men beside her as she twisted her neck.
Tsk, what is this? It's so red, almost blindingly so.
In a daze, Jiang Xia took a closer look and noticed that the sickle and hammer on the badge seemed to come to life, and the five-pointed star supporting them seemed to be emitting a warm light...
Gradually, Jiang Xia calmed down, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
Forget it! Why think so much?
As long as our motherland becomes strong sooner, it doesn't matter if I am an indescribable being.
His mind was filled with fantasies of stepping on a bear, punching a bald eagle, and then cooking and eating the lobster country.
No, I can't think about this...
Think about reality...
It's almost Chinese New Year, time to go and pull some weeds from Mom's grave and offer some good food to my second and third sons.
Then, display the medals you've won in front of them and show them off properly.
Finally, listen to Grandma's nagging! Humph! She says she's cleaning up the old house, but she just stays in the village and won't leave!
Hmm? What does Grandma often nag about?
Jiang Xia shuddered as she recalled her grandmother's nagging about not being able to hold her great-grandchildren a few days ago.
However, in my current state, am I capable of holding a child?
Why don't we find someone to test this out? You can't speak without investigation!
"Hehehe..." Jiang Xia chuckled a few times.
"Hmm? Engineer Jiang, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing. It's almost Chinese New Year. Have you received your benefits yet?" Jiang Xia turned to look at the man in the leather jacket beside her.
"No! Everything was fine until the higher-ups said that some comrades outside had run into trouble and needed financial support. The subsidies for the last arrest operation haven't been disbursed yet!"
"Oh, comrades outside... It's alright, the factory has plenty of supplies, take some with you when you get back!"
We shouldn't take other people's things, but if Xiao Jiang dares to give them to us, we dare to take them!
"Hehe, then thank you, Engineer Jiang!" The man in the leather jacket was beaming with joy, unaware that Jiang Xia's pupils were shining brightly black at that moment!
Those of you working outside, you're working so hard.
Outside...
Hmm? A fragmented network protocol has yielded a lot of good stuff from France. Wouldn't it be even better if we could discover a few more formulas?
Jiang Xia retrieved the flight helmet from the back seat of the jeep and put it on again amidst the puzzled looks of the two leather-clad men beside him.
Next, the target—the roof of the car.
Collide!
Ok?
No formula appeared?
Jiang Xia shook his head, preparing to try again.
Perhaps I didn't have enough strength. Watch me gather my energy in my dantian, unify my waist and stance, and unleash the human cannon!
Up!
Uh... I can't get up.
The two men in leather jackets next to Jiang Xia hugged him tightly, each holding one of his legs, giving the little guy a real "tree root" pose!
"Jiang Gong, Jiang Gong, what are you doing!"
"Hey, little darling, even if you're wearing a helmet, you're still flesh wrapped in iron, doesn't it hurt?"
Click...
Old Wang also braked suddenly, leaned out of the driver's seat, opened his helmet visor, fiddled with Jiang Xia's head with both hands, then took the big guy's rough hand from the passenger seat and shoved his fingers directly into Jiang Xia's mouth.
"Hysteria! Quick! Don't let him bite his tongue!"
The large, rough hand, mixed with the smell of gunpowder, rushed straight to Jiang Xia's head, instantly causing his already chaotic rationality to plummet to a negative value.
"Big brother... Hey, King, you idiot..."
……
After fiddling with it for a while, seeing that the little guy's bright eyes had regained their liveliness, Old Wang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"You're just overworked! Starting today, you're on vacation! Don't even think about going back to work unless you get a proper rest for at least ten days!"
"Yang Youning, what do you say?"
"No problem, you go with him to deliver the gift. Calculating these formulas every day, I'd go crazy too!"
Yang Youning, feeling slightly dizzy, took the blueprints that Jiang Xia was clutching and stuffed them back into Jiang Xia's pocket.
The two men in leather jackets couldn't help but give Yang Erlengzi a thumbs up: Looks like there's going to be another lunatic, haha, you're really brave to look at something this complicated!
……
The convoy sped along and finally made it back to Beijing just as night fell.
"Where do you want to go? How about we go to General Zhen's place to find Jiang Qiu and the others? Or should we go straight back to the village to find Grandma?"
"No need, it's too late..."
"Shall we go to the flag-raising area?"
'What are you going there for? It's so late, the flags should have been taken down by now. Do you want to raise the flag tomorrow?'
"I'm not going there. I want to sit in front of that monument for a while. Hmm, will the management office allow that?"
Old Wang and Big Guy exchanged a glance: "You have to agree, whether you like it or not!"
……
Looking down from a high altitude.
Beneath the monument's massive 37.94-meter frame, a tiny black dot reaches out, touching the surface and circling it. Several other small black dots follow slowly behind the figures in front, keeping pace with the people in front.
Scattered murmurs kept escaping from the small black dot in front of them, only to be scattered into the air by a cold wind that had risen up at some unknown time.
"Having tasted the smoke of gunpowder, my thoughts... return..."
"Strangely, I don't dislike it; on the contrary, I feel a sense of warmth..."
"After all these visits, I haven't had a proper chat with you guys yet. Let me tell you, we now have infrared missiles, and also..."
After walking around, Jiangxia was a little tired.
He sat there at the base of the monument, his head resting on the relief painting, talking non-stop.
As he spoke, his voice grew softer and softer, until finally, snoring began...
My thoughts are swirling, but there's only one path forward.
That road is red!
(Tsk tsk, it's been shut down again. Time to revise the post.)