"You were wearing a white dress, you had a missing tooth, and you were still very young."
Cheng Lin described it.
The girl laughed, her eyes rolled up, and she said, "I don't believe your memory is so good. Otherwise, why can't you remember today's date?"
Cheng Lin shook his head and said nothing.
The two of them walked outside the church together.
Just as she walked to the door, the girl suddenly said: "Didn't you bring an umbrella?"
"kindness."
"...With me?" After a moment of silence, the girl held up a large transparent umbrella and said.
Cheng Lin glanced at the swaying rain outside the church.
"Thanks."
…
Early spring in March.
Because his hometown is in the north, in Cheng Lin's impression, March is still half winter, and the feeling of spring is very weak.
It probably rains very rarely.
Sometimes the weather acts up and there may be a spring snow.
But this is obviously not the case in Shanghai.
In coastal cities in the south, when the sea breeze blows in March, the trees turn green.
The rain also came.
Coming out of the church, Cheng Lin saw the dim skylight outside.
The umbrella was transparent, but it was not the ordinary plastic that Cheng Lin remembered. Instead, it seemed that new materials had indeed improved over the past twenty years.
Looking up, you can see the black and gray billowing cumulonimbus clouds in the sky through the umbrella.
The sunlight was compressed into an extremely pitiful and pale white spot.
The spring breeze in March is so cold.
The wind was not strong enough and could barely bend the branches of the trees.
But it was very cold, as if it was piercing people's skin.
The rain comes with the wind.
Typical spring rain, pattering, the sky and the earth are misty, and the grass and trees are green. This is a rare scene in the north in spring.
After the service, people wrapped themselves in coats, held umbrellas, and left one after another.
You must be very pious to still come to worship on such a rainy day?
Cheng Lin thought to himself.
Many people come by car, but most still take the bus.
There is a bus stop not far from the church entrance.
When he saw it, Cheng Lin couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Twenty years later, the bus system remains unchanged.
Looking at the details, it seems that the entire human society may have changed less than he guessed.
Cheng Lin and the girl walked together to wait for the bus.
In the meantime, Cheng Lin also learned the other party’s name:
Joya
"I told you my name, what is your name?"
The two of them held an umbrella together and came to the stop sign.
There was a roof to protect the place from the rain, and there were several people waiting for the bus. Qiao Ya put away her umbrella and asked.
"Confidentiality."
Cheng Lin blinked and said with a smile.
Qiao Ya was stunned for a moment, thinking that I, as a girl, have not even concealed my name from you, but you, a man, still want to keep it a secret?
"All right."
However, the gentle and friendly temperament conveyed by Cheng Lin made Qiao Ya not unhappy at all, but just nodded helplessly.
Finish this sentence.
The two suddenly fell into an eerie silence.
Cheng Lin stood silently, the cold wind blowing cold rain wet the corners of his clothes.
Cheng Lin was just waiting for the next task.
But the brain has yet to see the information emerge.
A blank.
"Isn't it still time to trigger the mission?"
Cheng Lin thought and suppressed it again.
Thinking that today is the 21st as predicted by Leonardo da Vinci, I was a little distracted for a moment.
According to prophecy, the global flood will officially occur today.
At the same time, the prophecy states that mankind will face the "Last Supper" on November 1 of the same year.
It can be inferred that the global flood is not an instantaneous destruction process.
But from March 21st to November 1st, the end will be truly completed.
In other words, there is a time difference of about seven months.
This time difference is the process from the outbreak of the flood to the complete flooding of the world and the extinction of mankind.
"Death slowly... This is much crueler than the destruction of the world by fire from the sky."
Cheng Lin murmured.
"What did you say?" Qiao Ya next to her looked over.
Cheng Lin smiled at her, his eyes fluctuated, and suddenly said: "I just think today is a very meaningful day."
Qiao Ya smiled and said: "What? Are you saying that today is meaningful because you met me? This conversation is as old as the one you said before."
Cheng Lin looked at her.
My heart says, girl, you really think too much.
He reached out and pulled out a piece of paper from the large pocket of his robe and handed it to Qiao Ya.
"What is this? A newspaper?"
Qiao Ya asked in surprise.
Yes, it's a newspaper.
To be precise, it's the briefing note contained in the Book of Unknown.
Before the book disappeared, Cheng Lin used his hands to tear it off and put it in his pocket.
"To be precise, it's an old newspaper."
Cheng Lin corrected.
Qiao Ya's beautiful big eyes looked at him quietly before reading the yellowed old newspaper page.
Two minutes later.
She raised her head and said with a smile: "So this is what you meant, world destruction? Global flood? Just today? I really don't know where you got the report from twenty years ago."
"You don't believe it?" Cheng Lin asked.
Qiao Ya returned the newspaper clipping to him and said quietly: "What do you think of my IQ?"
"You can't see it, but it should be normal."
"Then how can a normal person believe such a thing?"
Qiao Ya laughed and said, "Let me give you an example."
"The car is here."
Cheng Lin interrupted her.
A bus that looked significantly different from the bus from twenty years ago was slowly approaching.
The most obvious difference is its appearance, with the chassis being unusually high.
The shape is also very strange.
It turned out to be an unmanned bus.
"Get in the car first."
Qiao Ya said.
Cheng Lin looked at the thing that looked like a gate on the bus, then secretly touched the mobile phone in his pocket. He was silent for a moment and said, "Can you help me pay for the bus... I'll borrow it."
Qiao Ya: "..."
…
One minute later.
The two sat on the seats side by side.
The interior of the car is actually not much different from what it was twenty years ago.
Qiao Ya continued: "Let me give you an example."
"good."
“In the early 19th century, there was a wave of millenarian movements in the Commonwealth.
Some so-called prophets believe that
The world will face destruction, which will bind new beliefs, and many new sects will emerge.
But later, we all learned that the world was not destroyed, and the Lord never came."
After a pause, Qiao Ya continued:
“As we approach the end of the 20th century and the millennium approaches,
Even though people have become wise and are no longer blindly driven by people with good intentions,
But on the other hand,
Doomsday has become another round of commercial marketing.
Songs, books...all use the apocalypse as the theme for commercial activities,
Even though the religious argument has gradually become untenable,
But some people claim that the Millennium Worm will have a devastating impact on banks and aviation equipment.
Causing the collapse of the financial systems of various countries.
However, this never happened."
"After finally surviving the millennium, the Mayans are being used for hype again.
According to the long calendar of the Mayan civilization, December 21, 2012 is 13.0.0.0.0,
Originally it was just the end of the simple 13th four hundred years,
But it was promoted as a doomsday prophecy,
Movies, TV, books, the Internet... are all promoting the concept of doomsday.
In the end, nothing happened,
It just allowed a lot of people to make a lot more money.”
"Then the spiritual energy is revived immediately...
This time the impact is even greater,
After all, this is real change,
Fortunately, before the spiritual energy recovered on a large scale,
Countries around the world have already made preparations,
Years in advance, we began to use cultural products to slowly instill the concept of spiritual energy recovery into the public.
For example, Xia Kingdom,
Just start with the online novel and instill spiritual energy recovery.
Then gradually, it will be adapted from the online text,
Spread this concept through animation, film and television, and games,
Covering domestic netizens...
Coupled with the strong government control and guidance of public opinion during the recovery period,
This did not give the doomsday merchants much chance,
But that time, there were still a large number of people, even authorities, who came out to hype up the concept of doomsday.
In the end, nothing happened..."
"Then there is a method invented by a certain scientist to increase the probability of awakening, which leads to a new round of doomsday marketing..."
Qiao Ya counted them one by one on her fingers.
Her speech speed is neither fast nor slow, her enunciation is clear, and her logic is smooth.
Cheng Lin leaned on the soft seat and listened quietly, while watching her speak with a slight smile.
By the time she finished speaking, the vehicle had already traveled a long way.
There were even a few stops.
The swaying rain outside the car window suddenly became much heavier.
Big raindrops hit the glass window, quickly covering it and blurring the vision.
There were not many people on the bus, and a few people got off at the previous stops.
It was raining so heavily and almost no one wanted to get on the bus.
So, before they knew it, they were the only two people left on the entire bus.
“...So, to sum up, the so-called doomsday starts with ignorance and fear,
Later it evolved into a commercial activity, which has become a very mature method.
The same thing you showed me,
Even, the publicity is still very small,
There is no failed publicity that makes waves,
A person who came out of nowhere with a bunch of bluffing names,
Then continue the long-standing mysterious legend of The Da Vinci Code,
Create this so-called doomsday prophecy,
Do you think people with normal IQs would believe it?"
Qiao Ya said with a smile.
When Cheng Lin saw that she had finished speaking, he couldn't help showing an expression of admiration, and even clapped his hands gently: "Pah, pah, pah..."
Clear applause echoed in the empty carriage.
Cheng Lin said in a tone full of admiration:
"Listening to your words is better than ten years of reading. I didn't expect you to have such a view on the end of the world.
Well, this is what you usually think about when reading,
Or is it taught in college courses?”
Cheng Lin's eyes were bright and he sighed: "You must be an excellent little lapel in the second department."