Wang Ping'an followed the instructions on his mobile phone and entered the skyscraper, all the way to the tenth floor.
As soon as I arrived at the corridor on the tenth floor, I saw a child wearing VR glasses and playing a somatosensory game on the corridor as if there was no one else around.
There were several children nearby, also wearing VR glasses, lying against the railing of the corridor.
Erin frowned: "This scene makes me feel like I'm back in Houston's public housing area."
Wang Ping'an: "Really?"
"Yeah. But there are some differences. The area next to my hometown should be fun."
Wang Ping'an followed Eileen's gaze and looked at the row of children leaning against the railing. The gap between their VR glasses and their skin revealed some flickering light.
Wang Ping'an: "There doesn't seem to be much difference?"
"The difference is huge, at least it's not that harmful to the body." Angeli said, "So which door should we knock on?"
Mobile phone: "Room 1014."
Angele looked at the fire evacuation map on the wall and pointed to the corridor on the left: "Go this way."
The group of people walked along the corridor, and the light from the building's patio shone on everyone's face.
Eileen: "This lighting is exactly the same as in a public housing area."
"Using more natural light can reduce lighting electricity consumption. I remember it seemed to be a principle established during the reconstruction after the last war." Wang Ping'an explained.
Erin: "Your home doesn't have such a design."
Wang Ping'an: "That's because my house is a new building in the era of great productivity development after the popularization of robots and 3D printing technology. At that time, there was no shortage of electricity and housing was no longer a problem, so the new buildings paid more attention to their appearance.
"When I was a child, I also lived in an old building like this that used a lot of public lighting. When I lived in the old building, the old furniture we still used was the kind produced after the war. The table tops were not even, so we had to press a big piece.
glass plate.
"Yes, just like that."
Wang Ping'an pointed to the fire door leading to the fire escape in front. From the half-open door, he could see that the fire escape was filled with old furniture, including an old desk with a thick piece of glass pressed on it.
Angele: "This fire door should be kept closed at all times. How can it prevent fire if it is left open like this?"
"It's probably been a long time since a fire inspection was carried out in this old building. This situation is quite common." Wang Ping'an said, "I estimate that this building is thirty years old. Construction should have started not long after the war. Maybe
The materials used for construction were produced by crushing the ruins left by the war.”
Just as he was talking, a group of people came to door No. 1014.
Wang Ping'an was about to knock on the door when a childish cry came from behind: "Are you going to visit a madman?"
He turned around and saw the child who had just played the somatosensory game taking off his VR glasses and looking over here.
"Are you here to catch him?" the child asked again.
"Why do you say that?" Wang Ping'an asked doubtfully.
"Because he always said that he would be arrested sooner or later because he exposed the secrets of the world."
Wang Ping'an frowned and looked at each other.
"We don't plan to arrest him. In fact, we are..." Wang Ping'an hesitated, "We are his fans."
The child shouted: "You're lying! His fans can't be as normal as you!"
Wang Ping'an: "Have you met his other fans?"
"I've seen it before! You're all chattering away, and you look like you're going to be arrested for psychological correction. You look like normal people."
As soon as the child finished speaking, the door next to him opened. A woman who was obviously over-fed pulled him into the room and closed the door heavily.
Quietness returned to the corridor.
The children sitting against the railings remained the same, with colorful light and shadow faintly leaking from the gaps on the edge of the VR glasses.
Wang Pingan and Angeli looked at each other again, and the latter shrugged.
He prepared to ring the doorbell again, but as soon as his finger touched the button, the door of Room 1014 opened with a click.
The person who opened the door was the bearded man who had just driven away the cultists downstairs. He shouted: "I knew you would come to catch me sooner or later! My quantum sensing instrument has been restless in the morning!"
Wang Ping'an frowned: "Quantum sensor? Do you mean the kind of quantum entanglement device used in encrypted communications now?"
"Give me a little more time, it's very critical now!"
Wang Ping'an: "Uh... okay, but I'm not actually here to catch you, I'm..."
The bearded man had already left and was not listening to Wang Ping'an at all.
Wang Pingan walked into the room suspiciously.
There was a sound like classic radio noise in the room, and it was only when he entered the room that he saw the source of the noise: a picture tube television set.
This kind of TV was already a backward product before the last war. Theoretically speaking, it cannot have any pictures now because it can only accept analog signals, and there is no broadcast of such signals now.
But the TV set in the house was still working, and the screen made of picture tubes was full of snowflakes.
The bearded man was walking back and forth next to the TV, constantly recording something.
There are blackboards on all sides of the room, and the blackboards are filled with content written in chalk. At first, Wang Ping'an thought they were calculations, but upon closer inspection, he found that they were all numbers. At first, he thought they were some kind of sequence, and after looking carefully for a few seconds, he confirmed that the numbers were completely
irregular.
It feels like someone randomly recorded a series of numbers.
Erin asked in confusion: "What is this? Some kind of oscilloscope?"
OK, a communications psychologist from the Lone Star Country doesn't know about CRT television.
Angele sounded uncertain: "I think this should be an old display device, which may use a picture tube."
Wang Ping'an: "This is a TV, an old TV. An old TV that works. Maybe some antique dealers will be interested..."
As he spoke, he was about to fiddle with the TV's channel change knob.
"Don't touch my quantum sensor!" the bearded man said angrily.
Wang Ping'an was embarrassed: "Sorry, you said this is..."
"Quantum sensor! Just wait a moment, I'll figure it out right away!" As he spoke, the bearded man lowered his head and wrote quickly.
Wang Ping'an leaned over and stretched his neck to look at the calculations he wrote: "Uh...a system of quadratic equations? Are you sure you want to use such simple mathematics to calculate the secret of the universe?"
The bearded man glanced at Wang Ping'an with a look of disdain: "You don't understand. The more truth, the simpler it is. Now I have to use X and Y to calculate. When I simplify it to only X, the unified equation will be completed.
!”
Wang Ping'an looked at Angeli again.
At this time, his cell phone said: "Look, I told you, come over and see Zhang Li, and you will know that what he said is all nonsense."
Zhang Li suddenly stopped calculating and stared at Wang Ping'an's cell phone.
Wang Ping'an reflexively wanted to explain, saying that his mobile phone was equipped with many modules...
But Zhang Li exclaimed: "Why did you bring the quantum computer into my studio!"
Wang Ping'an was stunned, wondering if this bearded man really had any ability. He could tell at a glance that classmate Xiaoyun was actually a quantum computer?
However, Zhang Li continued to shout: "All quantum computers are minions of farmers!"
Wang Ping'an: "What?"
"Don't you know? Farmer! The creator of this world! And I am the one who peeks at his authority! So he sent his minion quantum computer to deal with me!"
Angeli raised her eyebrows, then took out her mobile phone: "Classmate Xiaoai."
"I'm here," her cell phone said.
The bearded man screamed: "You do too! Don't let the quantum computer enter my laboratory!"
Classmate Xiaoyun closed the coffin and concluded: "This is delusion, a serious delusion. If you didn't bring me in, I wouldn't have known that his condition was so serious. After all, he escaped almost all psychological censuses.