Did the world end today?

Chapter 402 is very close

Chapter 402 is very close
"This is a line of life code."

Lin Xu sat down opposite Qin Shizhong once again.

But this time, he wasn't there to "negotiate".

He simply needed to represent the coordination group and deliver the final verdict to Qin Shizhong.

"We have completed most of the analysis work on the 'defect'."

"In fact, this is indeed a defect left over from the previous cycle, but such a description is also inaccurate."

"To be precise, in the previous cycle, humanity, through the 'residual charge encoding' mechanism, automatically created this defect after the world restarted, without the need for human intervention, using the automatically operating residual quantum pairs and some information entropy that was not erased."

"Imperfections are a product of this world, but their origin lies in the previous cycle."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Shizhong nodded slightly.

"so what?"

"I don't care whether the flaws were always there or were created; I just want the world to be able to restart."

"You don't need to tell me this; it's not the point at all, you guys."

"Do not."

Lin Xu interrupted Qin Shizhong.

"That's the key point."

"Don't you understand? A flaw cannot be carried over from one cycle to the next."

"Only a very small amount of 'residual charge' can continue into the next cycle."

"Without a way to encode residual charge, boundary defects cannot be generated across cycles."

"Now, do you understand what I mean?"

Qin Shizhong looked at Lin Xu with a slightly blank expression and shook his head, saying:

"not understand."

Should I understand?

"The trigger is in my hand, and I can pull it at any time."

"The trigger has been removed."

Lin Xu said without any politeness:
"The trigger was removed the moment Ayana made contact with the so-called defect."

"How can it be?!"

Qin Shizhong suddenly stood up, but the restraints on his body immediately pulled him back onto the interrogation chair.

With a loud bang, he fell heavily to the ground, a look of pain on his face.

He waved his arms excitedly, the shackles clanking loudly.

"That's impossible. I'm the only individual who can connect with the defect; I am the key myself!"

"Without my key, you simply cannot open that lock!"

"Don't try to lie to me!"

"You can't fool me; you can't change the outcome!"

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not."

Lin Xu shrugged and said:
“You are indeed very special. In your own words, the very existence of your key is a miracle of probability.”

"A single set of information can generate a few unique trigger points with a probability of less than one in a billion. These trigger points happen to coincide with the verification mechanism of the defect itself, enabling the invocation of a portion of the functions."

"The probability is too small."

"But you did it, and this key was born."

"Without me, you might really be the only key."

"But unfortunately, I'm still here."

"So what if you are here? You can never become me!"

Qin Shizhong shouted hysterically.

He stared in horror into Lin Xu's eyes. At that moment, even though he didn't want to admit it, a terrible thought had quietly surfaced in his mind.

They might be real.
It has been done.

They might really have found a new key!
I am no longer useful, and have been completely abandoned!
How exactly did they manage to do that?

Seeing his reaction, Lin Xu sighed softly.

“You impetuous high-dimensional experiencers often have the same problem.”

“You have an excessive belief in the ‘natural’ forces from higher dimensions, but you do not believe in humanity’s use of higher-dimensional technology.”

"Haven't you ever thought that if higher-dimensional influence can create a key like you, why can't we use the same mechanism to create a new key?"

Is it really as difficult as you think?

I don't think so.

In an instant, Qin Shizhong was dumbfounded.

He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he couldn't utter a single word.

key.

copy.

The two words kept swirling in his mind, plunging him into an indescribable dizziness.

His vision even began to turn slightly red from excessive blood flow, and then he realized a serious problem.

"What did you do to me?"

"What did you do to me while I was unconscious?"

"It's a secret."

Lin Xu certainly couldn't reveal the key technical information about "personality replication" to him.

It's not that there's any risk involved, it's just because...
He has no right to know.

Let's get back to the main topic.

"In short, based on our current understanding of the flaws, your so-called 'reboot plan' is a complete joke."

"impossible."

Qin Shizhong calmed down a bit.

He stared intently at Lin Xu and continued:
Even if you don't need me, my plan can't possibly go wrong!

"This is a proven plan; restarting is the right thing to do because the same cycle has repeated itself countless times."

That's absolutely right.

Lin Xu interrupted Qin Shizhong again.

"Our world has indeed gone through countless cycles."

“Even going further, your earlier point that ‘human beings are created by defects’ is also correct.”

“As I said, we have already discovered the initial form of the ‘life code’ in the defects.”

"Micro-lightning creates organic matter, and organic matter continues to evolve into humans. This is the rule set by defects, the origin of life."

"But you've forgotten the most important thing from beginning to end."

"Defects are not automatically created after the world restarts."

You think this is a kind of 'legacy' that you can simply inherit and continue into the next cycle.

"But in fact, it's just a safe."

"To successfully enter the next cycle, we need to do more than just open the safe."

"We need to use the contents of the safe to recreate a new safe."

"All of this is a complex systemic project that cannot be achieved by the efforts of an individual."

"Just because of you?"

Lin Xu paused slightly at this point.

Then, in a tone tinged with regret, yet cold as if delivering a death sentence, he said:

"You can't do it."

After saying that, he got up and left.

Behind him, Qin Shizhong had fallen completely silent.

This time, he didn't struggle.

He was caught in a whirlpool of self-doubt, and in a daze, everything in reality seemed to be drifting away from him.
After one hour.

In the urban village.

On the television news, the anchor was interrupting the broadcast with the latest news released by the "Reverse Current" project team: "It is understood that the cause of the 'textual memory mismatch' anomaly that had previously drawn strong public reaction has been solved by researchers."

"This collective conceptual anomaly was mainly caused by a known defect on the high-dimensional boundary. The unstable fluctuations of this defect caused changes in the secondary information, namely conceptual information, of the low-dimensional world."

"Experts say that similar fluctuations have occurred many times in human history, and in some cases, they have indeed caused collective memory abnormalities similar to the 'Mandela Effect'."

"However, due to a lack of research methods in the past, such phenomena have not received enough attention."

"In this incident, after introducing high-dimensional technology, the researchers successfully captured the interaction between boundary defects and real-world information, and successfully used natural high-dimensional channels and the ultimate effective information transmission to identify the deviation information and have a preliminary error correction capability."

"The expert group expects that the error correction work will begin at 4 a.m. on the 12th. After the error correction is completed, the impact of this conceptual anomaly will be completely eliminated."

"The National Library will subsequently make a detailed record of this incident and make it available for public access."

In front of the television, a girl with short hair like a boy was staring intently at the screen, completely unaware that behind her, a man in work clothes was also staring at the television screen.

"Ruoruo."

The man patted her on the shoulder, and the girl turned around and glanced at him, calling out "Uncle He" somewhat perfunctorily.

"You kid."

The man reached out and ruffled Ruoruo's hair, saying:

"Stay away from the TV, it's bad for your eyes."

"What are you looking at?"

Upon hearing this, Ruoruo took two steps back and then replied:
"Watching the news."

"Watching the news? Not cartoons?"

"Cartoons are boring."

If Ruoruo answered casually, the man asked curiously:
"Cartoons aren't interesting? What news stories could be so interesting?"

"Oh dear, I don't quite understand it either."

Ruoruo chuckled and replied:
"But I think it's quite interesting—basically, we had some memory problems recently."

"According to normal history, our number 'four' is written like this, but we all thought it was like this."

As Ruoruo stretched out her hand and gestured in the air, the man watched her movements and said thoughtfully:

"I saw this on Douyin (TikTok) before and I thought it was just another rumor, but it's actually true?"

"The news says it's true."

Ruoruo turned back to the TV screen, and the man watched for a while. He realized that this thing was not as interesting as the live-streamed real-scene projection that had just become popular on short videos, so he took out a cigarette from his pocket out of boredom.

"Where's your dad?"

The man, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, tried to light it, but hesitated for a moment before putting it back.

"His electric scooter's brakes broke, so he went to get a replacement. He'll be back in a bit."

"Oh, where's your mom?"

"The uncle from the Institute of Physics said he wanted to do a follow-up visit, so she went to the Institute of Physics."

"Oh? A follow-up visit?"

The man put the cigarette back into the cigarette pack.

"How's that? Is your head alright now?"

"My uncle said everything is fine, but I still need to go to their place for regular checkups."

At this point, Ruoruo couldn't help but sigh.

"Ugh, I have to shave my head every time I go there."

"Joruo!"

Before she could finish speaking, her father's voice suddenly came from the doorway.

The two people in the room turned around at the same time. The one who had just entered said with a slight surprise:

"Hey? Old He? What brings you here?"

Old He handed Ruoruo's father a cigarette and then said:
"It's the same thing that happened last time."

"Well, have you thought about it?"

Ruoruo's father looked troubled, hesitated for a moment, and then answered:

"To be honest, if it were a few months ago, I would have gone without even thinking about it, just picked up my bag and went."

“But now, look, Ruoruo’s illness is almost completely cured, and the family situation is stable. It’s not worth it for me to take this risk again.”

"The main problem is that the risk is too high. Although it is said to be remotely operated, I heard that you still have to go to the site. It's not just about holding a remote control and pressing buttons from a distance."

"But if we have to go to the scene..."

Ruoruo's father paused for a moment, then lowered his voice and said:

"Anything that's even remotely related to higher dimensions is pretty weird."

"Didn't you see the news? They can even alter the memories in our minds!"

"Luckily, nothing serious happened this time. I heard from people watching videos that if this thing had been modified with Arabic numerals, then there would have been a big problem."

"Let's get back to this project—what's this high-dimensional overflow thing? Do you know what that is?"

"Actually, even those experts might not know this, right?"

"They definitely didn't go there on purpose to trick us, but you know what I mean?"

"I know."

Old He nodded, sighed, and said:

"But what can we do?"

"These days, things have changed so much."

"Look at you, you just deliver food, and I do some construction work. These things will be phased out sooner or later."

"Drone delivery has already been deployed, and I heard they're even researching airdrop—that thing is no joke."

"As for me, needless to say."

"Robots are everywhere now, and even the worst ones have exoskeletons."

"My job has no future. I can only hold on for a few more months before I hit the ceiling."

"So I actually think this project is an opportunity."

"Go there, make a lot of money, come back and study hard, learn something new to start a business, and you'll be able to live a more comfortable life in the future, right?"

".Too."

Ruoruo's father's eyes had already begun to waver.

He glanced at Ruoruo, and after a moment of silence, said:
"Actually, I also find it quite strange. Such a big project requires so many people; it's a bit..."

"It's about solving employment issues."

Old He waved his hand and said:

"Everyone knows this. Industrial upgrading is happening too fast now. If we don't find something for people to do, society will soon descend into chaos."

"So, this is a benefit from above. Even if you don't seize this opportunity, you can still survive in the future, but if you're talking about going further..."

"That would be difficult."

"Too."

Ruoruo's father gritted his teeth.

"Then go!"

"Anyway, there's nothing else going on at home, and Ruoruo's condition has stabilized."

"I'll tell her mom tonight!"

"Okay! Let's go register together!"

Old He nodded in delight, while Ruoruo's father suddenly asked:
"But...we're going to the United States, right? Nevada?"

"Yes."

"Nevada. Is it far?"

Old He gently shook his head.

“If this were in the past, it would have been very far for us.”