Time waited for no one, and Shang Jianyao volunteered to move the radio transceiver out of the trunk of the jeep.
Jiang Baimian took this opportunity to quickly prepare the manuscript.
She converted words into code while sending a telegram.
In the sound of dada, Long Yuehong couldn't help but mutter:
"Will it not be able to send it out at all......"
They are now trapped in the dream of "Zhuang Sheng", and the matter of telegraming may just be their illusion.
Hearing Long Yuehong's worries, the honest Shang Jianyao sneered:
"Why don't you say that trying to call a mysterious number may be invalid because it is fake?
"Why don't you say that detonating nuclear warheads only exists in our dreams and will not be reflected in reality?"
Long Yuehong, who was already irritable and restless, did not flinch and replied:
"I just haven't had time to say it yet."
At this moment, anything they do while being shrouded in dreams may not be real.
"But no matter what, you have to work hard to save yourself, and you can't just stay where you are and wait for death if you think it's useless." Bai Chen interrupted the conversation between the two and expressed his opinion.
Long Yuehong immediately agreed:
"Yes, I just ask questions, not oppose doing it.
"Only by doing it can there be a glimmer of life, and if you don't do it, you will lose it."
"Mainly, there is no other way." This is the conclusion after Gnawa's careful analysis.
If the "Old Tune Team" can escape from the dream by evacuating Taiwan City as before, things will be much simpler.
While they were communicating, Jiang Baimian finished taking the telegram, straightened up, and waited for a response.
She looked around and said:
"I said in the telegram that I would only wait for a minute."
"A minute? The telegraph operator wanted to ask for instructions......" Long Yuehong didn't understand too much.
Not to mention drafting manuscripts and translating them into code, which take a lot of time.
Jiang Baimian explained simply:
"My request is that if the company receives the telegram, it will immediately make a simple reply to let us know that it is effective, so that we can patiently wait for the subsequent callback."
As for whether the translation code of "Pangu Bio" will be too time-consuming, causing the telegraph operator to time out before reading the content, Jiang Baimian is not worried at all, because it is connected to the corresponding computer and the processing is extremely fast.
At this time, Shang Jianyao rubbed his chin and smiled:
"Will the dream give us a false reply and let us waste our time waiting?"
It shouldn't be that smart...... Who can be so vicious and interlocking when dreaming? Long Yuehong subconsciously flashed such an idea.
He didn't say such words out loud because he didn't know if he could do it, after all, this is fundamentally different from ordinary people.
Jiang Baimian nodded lightly and said:
"What I mean by waiting is limited.
"If the situation is really urgent, countermeasures must be taken immediately, and it will definitely not wait any longer!
"Dogs know how to jump over walls when they are anxious, let alone us humans?"
She didn't intentionally distinguish between carbon-based people and intelligent people.
Bai Chen, Gnawa and others nodded one after another, paying attention to the changes in each other:
Carbon-based people are gradually changing into student clothes, while intelligent people are disappearing inch by inch from bottom to top.
When this slow change is completed, they will be completely lost in the dream of "Zhuang Sheng".
The students wearing blue and white school uniforms and the old and strong teachers passing by, turned a blind eye to their changes, as if there was no such thing at all.
A minute passed quickly, and the radio transceiver of the "old tune team" was motionless.
Turning his wrist and looking at his watch, Jiang Baimian was silent and did not speak, as if he was a little hesitant.
According to the previously discussed plan and scheduled process, it was time for Gnawa to call the mysterious number provided by Avia.
It was left by Ore, the chief scientist of the Third Research Institute and the former emperor of the "First City".
He asked his descendants not to call unless absolutely necessary, considering it a very dangerous thing.
Once Gnawa dialed that number, the subsequent changes were completely out of the control of the "Old Tune Group", and life or death depended on luck.
If the current situation is close and a decision must be made in the blink of an eye, then Jiang Baimian will definitely give orders without hesitation, she is not the kind of rookie who is just starting out, she only knows how to hesitate and be afraid, and refuses to give it a try.
But now, judging from the speed of "assimilation" of dreams, the "old tune group" still has three or four minutes, and there is still room for change.
At this time, it is impossible to stop at the beginning, it is full of dangers, and it is a decision that is impossible to know whether it is good or bad.
Jiang Baimian knows that he is afraid of death, there are so many beautiful places in life, who wants to die when there is a choice?
She was like this, and so were others, Long Yuehong's breathing became heavy, hoping that the team leader would give an order quickly, waiting for the end, and for a while thinking that he could be rescued again, and he could wait for the company, there was no need to enter the process full of tendencies to die together.
He really didn't want to get lost in Taicheng like this and die in a dream little by little.
In the atmosphere that seemed to be frozen, someone suddenly said loudly:
"People are inherently dead, and death is heavier than Mount Tai and lighter than a feather."
Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong, Bai Chen, and Gnawaqi turned their heads and saw Shang Jianyao reciting ancient texts there with a solemn face.
He paused for a moment and said with an unchanged expression:
"We came to Taicheng today to investigate the cause of the destruction of the old world and the source of the 'heartless disease', so that all mankind can have a future.
"The spirit of the 'Salvation Army' will never wither!"
After saying that, Shang Jianyao stretched out his right hand and pressed it on his left chest:
"For all mankind!"
Some deaths are heavier than Mount Tai, and some are lighter than a feather...... Jiang Baimian frowned slightly and repeated this sentence in his heart.
Having experienced so many dangers and was still active on the front line of investigating the causes of the destruction of the old world, it would definitely be impossible for her to say that she was very timid and extremely afraid of death.
She walked to Taicheng step by step, which shows that she has already overcome her inner fear of death again and again, or in other words, she thinks that certain things are more important than life.
She is not an unexperienced recruit, she has experienced the feeling of dying, knows what it is like to be in a desperate situation, and chooses to continue investigating the destruction of the old world because she knows exactly how dangerous it is, rather than blindly confident in her strength.
If she was extremely afraid, with her background, she could have chosen to be transferred from her current position, but she did not do so.
What she is afraid of is that she will die meaninglessly, and what she is afraid of is that nothing has been investigated yet, and she is like some employees in the company, suddenly suffering from "heartless disease" and has no power to resist.
At this moment, Jiang Baimian's mind suddenly echoed the song he had listened to in recent months:
"Do you still remember your childhood dream? Like a flower that never withers......"
Silently humming the melody, Jiang Baimian looked sideways at Long Yuehong and Bai Chen.
Long Yuehong was still a little uneasy, but his left hand was already quietly holding Bai Chen's right palm.
The two stood very close, as if they were going to face unknown dangers and an unpredictable future together.
Sensing Jiang Baimian's gaze, Bai Chen pursed his lips and smiled slightly:
"Maybe I should have died in the first city, and I can live until now, with so many companions with me, and Xiaohong and I holding hands to face it, I am very satisfied."
When Long Yuehong heard this, the hand holding Bai Chen's right palm tightened again.
Bai Chen increased the strength of his reverse grip, lowered his head slightly, looked at the ground in front of him and said:
"I won't let go."
Jiang Baimian withdrew his gaze, nodded to Shang Jianyao, and then rushed to Gnawa:
"Lao Ge, call the mysterious number provided by Avia now, hurry up, and leave time for other methods."
Her tone was calm, and her voice was neither high nor low.
"Wait a minute!" Shang Jianyao suddenly spoke up and said expectantly, "Lao Ge, remember to play the voice outside, so that everyone can know where you have progressed."
"Okay." Gnava called up the mysterious string of garbled characters from the database.
Beep...... Beep...... Beep......
The sound of the dialing came out of Gnava's mouth.
Jingle bell!
Suddenly, a bell rang, as if a phone was connected, and the sky became darker and darker, as if it was about to go completely dark.
Jingle bell! Jingle bell! Jingle bell!
In the next second, Jiang Baimian and others only felt that mobile phone ringtones were coming from all directions.
They looked in astonishment and found that the students and teachers passing by stopped at the same time, reached into their trouser pockets, pockets, bags, etc., and took out mobile phones of different styles.
Those phones are ringing exactly the same incoming call!
Shang Jianyao was stunned for a moment and said:
"'Zhuang Sheng's condition is more serious than mine......"
When Jiang Baimian heard this, he had a flash of inspiration and knew what was going on at the moment:
The mysterious number given by Avia points to the "Zhuang Sheng" who represents the whole year!
And everyone in the dream of Taicheng No. 1 Senior High School is "Zhuang Sheng", one of His personalities!
He has a personality split that is more serious than Shang Jianyao!
(End of this chapter)