As soon as Xiaoyun finished speaking, the drone rushed into the room and fired a Taser at Zhang Li.
Zhang Li immediately started twitching, shouting while twitching: "They are finally going to attack me!"
Wang Ping'an looked at all this suspiciously and asked on the phone: "What did you do?"
"I just identified him as a mental patient who may endanger public safety and uploaded his location information." Xiaoyun replied.
While he was talking, an aerial vehicle with flashing police lights landed outside the balcony, and a strong caregiver wearing a stab-proof suit broke in through the door.
"We are from a mental hospital, and there are patients here who have the ability to endanger public safety." The nurse announced her home loudly, while scanning the situation in the room, and finally ran towards Zhang Li who had fallen to the ground, "Please get out of the way, if it is him
If you are a family member, you can visit normally after completing the registration process."
Wang Ping'an: "Well, I'm just a fan of his."
The nurse stopped, glanced at Wang Ping'an doubtfully, and then activated the personal terminal on his wrist to verify the situation: "He...isn't a rock star?"
Wang Ping'an: "Rock star?"
"Yes, usually this kind of psychopath is a rock star or a street singer. The kind who set up a stall on the street and sing. Now you can earn social contribution points by doing these things."
"Social contribution points?"
"You don't know?" The nurse looked at Wang Ping'an doubtfully.
"This... I'm from the Space Force, and I just returned to the ground for vacation."
"Well, this is a new kind of points. Because now many people no longer work in the workplace and are idle all day long, so a new point mechanism has been set up. They can sing on the street or find graffiti on a wall.
You can get points, and I heard you can get them by playing Honor of Kings.
"Hey, I just want to find something for everyone to do anyway. After all, right now... our unit has not evaluated model workers for three years. Everyone has been muddle along and the old reward mechanism has failed."
As he spoke, the nurse put the unconscious Zhang Zhang on the stretcher and left from the balcony carrying the stretcher.
Wang Ping'an walked to the balcony door and looked at the flying car taking off in the sky: "Where will he be sent?"
"Receive psychological correction treatment." The phone replied, "You won't start to think that Zhang Li's crazy words are credible just because I called the nurse so quickly, right?"
"I thought you had it all figured out." Wang Ping'an said as he returned to Zhang Li's desk and checked the contents of the laptop that was still on.
Angele checked the picture tube TV: "With my skills, I judge that this is an ordinary picture tube TV."
Wang Ping'an: "I have seen similar things on some old private spaceships. Some ships will place such antiques in shrines for worship."
Angele: "What's in the notebook?"
"It looks like a fantasy novel." Wang Ping'an shrugged, "Similar to his previous works, it perfectly avoids conflicts with existing doctrines. Qian, I originally thought Zhang Li might be a hidden power, what did he reveal?
The truth about quantum mechanics, is it just a simple lunatic?"
Angele: "Why, you know that the quantum rose does not exist, and Xiao Fang cannot be resurrected. Are you a little disappointed?"
Wang Pingan sighed.
Angele hugged him from behind, and she didn't know whether it was the tip of her nose or her chin that gently poked his back.
He raised his head and looked at the window in front of Zhang Li's desk. The small reflection on the window was smiling.
"What a pity," she said, "now we really have to say goodbye."
Wang Ping'an: "Although I know that Zhang Li's theory is pseudoscience, as long as I have read his book, I will know it, but... after all, this is quantum mechanics, right, and his book does not blatantly violate common sense, so I always have a feeling
expect.
"It's like the Force, like magic. I know it doesn't exist, but if it does... that wouldn't be bad, right? So I've always had such expectations."
Angele: "There's nothing wrong with that."
"No, no, no, you misunderstood. The theory of tension has not become my pillar, absolutely not. How could I regard pseudoscience as my pillar? I have always known clearly that this is false, just like I know that the Force does not exist.
Same."
"I didn't say that you regard the theory of tension as a pillar." Angele said softly.
Xiao Fang's reflection looked at Wang Ping'an tenderly on the window glass.
Wang Ping'an: "If I have to say, the book "Ball Lightning" may have had a greater impact on me."
**
The Space Flight Academy has a very large library with very advanced equipment, but the paper book section of the library is rarely visited.
After all, we have entered the e-book era.
It is said that the reason why various libraries still preserve paper books is so that if civilization breaks down in the future and humans no longer have electricity to drive electronic devices, knowledge can still be passed on.
But this kind of rumor is just an urban legend.
The huge library of paper books is now just a paradise for those who have special hobbies and like the feeling of touching the pages of books with their hands.
"Look! Fujii Shu!" Fang Manmei took a book, threw up the library curtains, and hid behind the curtains.
Wang Ping'an: "You are almost done. You have to clear all the dust on the bookshelf today, otherwise you will see the instructor's face!"
"This kind of thing can obviously be done by robots. We are the future pillars of the Space Force."
"What the hell, if you hadn't secretly read Shunji Iwai's "Love Letter" in class, would we have been punished to clean the library?"
"Is it my fault? It's not you who told me that I can't just watch cartoons from the island country. There are also many good movies from the island country. You encouraged me to watch them!"
"I didn't let you watch it during class either. Who cares about you when you are free to move around?"
"Aren't we going to play games with you during our free time? Who's calling us all the time?"
"I've been shouting like this all day long, but I haven't wasted any time in replenishing myself? Who do you blame for not being able to arrange your own time?"
Xiao Fang sighed: "Okay, okay, I was wrong. Unlike you, who is a master of time management, full of knowledge, good grades, and perfect practical skills, I am just an ordinary person and cannot compare to a future star like you."
Wang Ping'an: "You are right. Remember to look up to me, the future star, from now on."
"When I look at you, I have to look up at you. You are so tall. Oh my god, you are so tall~"
"Don't belittle yourself, you are still a little higher than the goblins."
"What the hell, are you praising me or just being arrogant?"
"It's obvious that you are being weird, okay? Don't throw away the books! If you throw away the books, you will be scolded by the instructor!"
Xiaofang pouted. She put the book she had raised to throw on the bookshelf. She looked at the spine and shouted, "Oh, this is "Ball Lightning". I really like the ending of this book."
Wang Ping'an: "The process of human death is the process of changing from a strong observer to a weak observer, and then to a non-observer..."
"Why the hell do you know how to memorize it again!" Xiao Fang knocked on the table, "Can you give others some room to express themselves?"
"Okay, you can carry it." Wang Ping'an made a gesture of invitation.
Xiao Fang cleared his throat and said loudly: "When I come to the end of my life, when I open my eyes for the last time on my deathbed, all my knowledge and memories disappear into the abyss of the past and return to the past.
To the innocent feelings and dreams of childhood, that’s when the quantum rose smiles at me.”
Wang Pingan silently wiped the dust on the bookshelf with a rag.
Xiao Fang: "Actually, I think it's just a kind of sustenance. In fact, Lin Yun is dead, but these two men have not forgotten her, so they found a sustenance. Quantum Rose, bah bah, just found a reason
I miss the beauty. If I were the protagonist’s wife, I would slap him hard and shout, ‘Look at me, are you worthy of me?’”
Wang Ping'an: "You guy, this book is so beautiful at the end! What are you doing!"
"I just want to bah! We are atheists. Regardless of whether it is a monster or a quantum monster, we will catch it and beat it up."
"No, you just said you liked the ending of the book!"
"Like and approval are two different things, right? Although the ending is beautiful, the protagonist's lover is too pitiful! Aesthetically, I agree with the poignancy of this little bourgeoisie, but in a more serious way I want to criticize it! If I were the protagonist, what would I say?
Throw the Quantum Rose behind your head. You can only see it when you are about to die anyway, so let’s wait until you die!”
Wang Ping'an: "What if you were from Lin Yun's perspective? As a quantum ghost, you don't want Ding Yi and the protagonist to forget you, right?"
"There's nothing you can do about forgetting! And if I become a quantum ghost, I will definitely explore the quantum world as soon as possible. That is a world that no one has ever set foot in. I may be the first one to come to this world.
Strong observer, think about how many magical sights I can see!"
Wang Ping'an looked at Xiao Fang: "What you said...makes sense..."
"That's right! If you became Lin Yun, you would have forgotten about Ding Yi and the protagonist a long time ago. You must have wandered around in the quantum world without knowing the way back."
**
The sudden memories fade away like a flood.
On the glass in front of him, Xiao Fang's reflection waved gently, his red lips slightly parted.
Wang Ping'an didn't hear Xiaofang's voice, but he knew that she said "bye".
Then Xiao Fang's figure disappeared, and what was clearly reflected in the glass was Wang Ping'an's own face.
Wang Ping'an knew that at this time, he was finally fully prepared to start again.
Maybe in the future I will recall every moment I spent with Xiao Fang, maybe I will still see that figure in my hallucination at some point in the future, and by that time, I will face her with a completely different attitude.
Like an old friend I haven't seen for many years, like a warm sunset.