Chapter 555 The Distortion of Human Nature
In the distance, a mushroom cloud appeared over the nuclear power plant, like a poppy planted by the devil in the human world. In an instant, what was condensed was a bloody and extremely depressing scene.
No matter how skilled a painter is, it will be difficult for him to paint a picture of this tone. This is a kind of contempt for life and ruthlessness towards nature. A mere painting or a mere photograph cannot reflect even the slightest chance.
Humanity's nuclear research has been proceeding intensively. Generation after generation of great scientists have contributed their wisdom and years to this cause.
At the end of World War II, when the Americans dropped atomic bombs on Japan, nuclear suddenly became extremely clear in human cognition. It began to transform from abstraction to image, such as the Chernobyl incident and the Fukushima nuclear power plant incident. , more importantly, it shows the insignificance and powerlessness of human beings in the face of nuclear weapons.
Perhaps, nuclear itself has no right or wrong. What determines whether nuclear is right or wrong is actually the manifestation of human beings' own cleverness and selfishness.
"It would be nice if there was popcorn at this time."
The four people, Fatty, Monk, Su Bai and Gyatso, were sitting on the eaves of Linzi Highway Stop, watching the mushroom cloud rising and slowly dissipating in the nuclear power plant ahead.
Four people with eight legs, like a team of friends going out for a picnic, facing the other side of the mountain, watching the sunset, chatting, dazed, passing the boring and leisurely time.
This time, the power of the nuclear explosion should not be small, but the scope of the impact has been weakened a lot. It may even cause real damage in the cylindrical area, and it will not be like the previous reincarnation. The audience was wiped out in one fell swoop.
On Su Bai's side, he felt a gust of wind blowing over, messing up everyone's hair and clothes, but there was no other obvious damage.
Of course, it is certain that the concentration of nuclear radiation in the surrounding environment has once again reached the peak, but it will not kill the audience immediately.
"It's not very powerful." The fat man scratched his head and found that his hair began to slowly fall off, and his body began to decline due to excessive nuclear radiation.
"The whole of South Korea is not a big area. Although it is not that big in terms of the power of the explosion, the impact of nuclear radiation is enough to turn more than one-fifth of South Korea into a nuclear pollution zone. This is very important for It is a fundamental destruction of the political, economic and social systems of South Korea," Gyatso said.
"Haha, maybe now the fat man in the north has opened his arms to welcome the people of South Korea back into his embrace." The fat man joked, "It would be interesting if the peninsula was unified as a result."
"I think what touches me the most is what kind of spirit this old woman has that allows her to lurk in an enemy country for decades, and even her son doesn't know her identity.
Then when her son grew up, he went to elementary school, middle school, high school, college, and finally became a nuclear scientist and started a family. She worked hard to support her son's progress and growth just like a normal single mother. He also cared about his daughter-in-law and at the same time brought up his grandson slowly.
But just because of the call from there, she was able to reveal her identity to her son, use her daughter-in-law's life, use her grandson's life to coerce her son to do tricks in the nuclear power plant, causing the nuclear power plant to leak, and let this person People from the entire county were buried together.
I really can’t understand that even we Buddhists can’t brainwash a person to this extent. " Gyatso said.
"I don't know either." Su Bai sighed, feeling a little sad.
The whole incident has been dug up by South Korea. This old woman did not hesitate to kill her daughter-in-law and grandson, take their lives, and coerce her son, causing the first serious nuclear leak.
human nature,
It can be twisted to such an extent that even the audience who is used to seeing bloody events can't help but smack their lips.
"But no matter what, this story world, for us, is like coming in to make soy sauce." The monk is still struggling with this matter.
Judging from the process and results, it was a game between Munan and George, two terrifyingly deep-minded Chinese and Americans. The outcome of the game was that both sides perished together in the end due to a strange combination of circumstances.
Even as an opponent, I feel a little regretful about the ending of these two people. If these two smart people can continue to live, it will be such a terrible thing, and at the same time, what a terrible thing it will be. Something worth looking forward to.
"Let's go back and investigate. I think these two people must have touched the reverse side of the broadcast. This story world is actually more like a situation specially arranged by the broadcast for these two smart people.
Maybe, in the end, when the old woman forced George to go to the nuclear power plant to die with Munan, the broadcaster was sitting on the chair looking at the screen in front of him and laughing, feeling smug about the final success of his plan. "
Gyatso looked up at the sky and said with some sadness: "And we, in this story world, are just the characters who accompany the prince to study. We did not seize the opportunity. Of course, we will not become those who were killed." Unlucky guy. Thank you, Baymax."
"It's too perfunctory to say thank you. When you should abandon me, you will abandon me anyway." Su Bai broke down the situation unceremoniously.
"Don't be so direct. How can you continue to be hypocritical in the future?" Gyatso was also dumbfounded. "In my temple, there are suppressed ancient zombie coffins. If you need them, I can give them to you. Just treat it as your reality." The world once and the story world once saved me in return.”
"Master Buddha, you didn't intend to give it to me before you co-wrote it?"
"That's a cultural relic," Gyatso said. "I didn't hand it over to the country but planned to give it to you. I've already made a big concession."
"Sure, I won't be disrespectful." Su Bai agreed.
"By the way, I'm really curious. In the first reincarnation, why did you end up fighting with Munan and actually kill him?" Gyatso asked.
Su Bai shook his head, "You ask me, who should I ask?"
"Amitabha, I'm afraid it's impossible to find the answer, because the two parties involved in this matter are no longer alive, and the radio will not give you the answer," the monk said.
"This world is beginning to collapse." Fatty pointed around and said.
Indeed, ripples began to ripple out and turned into fragments falling down;
In the end, after the whole world collapsed, the four of them discovered that the environment around them had completely changed.
ahead,
It was a nuclear power plant that looked like ruins, and he was wearing a firefighting suit.
There were nearly thirty listeners in one row, and about seven or eight of them fell to the ground, lifeless. They were completely dead listeners.
The rest of the people seemed to be in a dream.
"Is this the nuclear world and the principle of reincarnation? It is indeed not a real world or a story world." The monk pondered.
next moment,
Rays of white light enveloped everyone one after another;
This mission world,
Declare the end.
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"Handsome pot, handsome pot?"
Su Bai woke up suddenly. He saw the steaming bowl of noodles and the basket of steamed buns placed on the table in front of him. At this time, he was holding a fifty yuan bill in his hand. .
Su Bai remembered that he took this out of his wallet before being pulled into the world of the story. He thought he would leave it to the boss and pay for it. After all, they were running a small business, and the noodles tasted really good. .
However, this time when entering the story world, in the real world, the time between before and after should be very short, so short that it is almost negligible.
"Shuai Guo, this is the kimchi pickled at home. Try it. I just heard your accent. You are from Sichuan, right? How can Sichuan people eat kimchi?"
The boss, who was not very tall, handed over a small plate with pickled radish and cabbage on it.
"When I was young, I grew up in Chengdu." Su Bai smiled, "This is breakfast money."
The boss took the money and gave the change, "Kimchi, you don't need to pay for it. I gave it to you. Among our restaurants in Sichuan, if any restaurant in Sichuan wants to charge for kimchi, then it's a no-brainer."
"Yes." Su Bai responded, took the money from the boss and put it into his wallet.
"Yes." The boss smiled at Su Bai and went out to continue his business.
Su Bai took a deep breath, and suddenly seamlessly transitioned from the story world back to the real world. This huge sense of gap did take some time to digest.
Picking up the chopsticks, he put a small steamed bun into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it with difficulty. He took another mouthful of noodles, which was also a bit difficult to swallow. Thinking of the previous scene of rotten meat all over his body, Su Bai's appetite is not very good.
I picked up some kimchi and put it in my mouth.
It was refreshing and delicious, not greasy at all, and I could eat it happily. Su Bai sat here and after finishing this small plate of kimchi, he stood up and prepared to leave.
At this time, the two young people at the next table also finished eating and were about to leave. The young man holding the newspaper in his hand suddenly joked: "You said that in "A Dream of Red Mansions", a stone can become a spirit, and "Journey to the West" If there is something in it, you can become a demon. Will this core also become a spirit one day?"
Another young man was dumbfounded and said, "Then go home quickly and see if your TV, your appliances, your refrigerator, and your laptop are ready, hahaha..."
The two young men walked out of the breakfast shop talking and laughing.
They didn't find it,
Su Bai stood behind them,
He said softly "hehe" twice.
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After breaking out for two days in a row, Long was a little tired. In the next few days, he would update twice a day. After he had rested, he would break out a few more times. After all, writing this type of article was indeed very labor-intensive, and Long was under a lot of pressure.
I recommend a new book called "Horror Stamps". It is a work written by a friend of Long's who imitated the radio model. Long has read the beginning of it and found it to be really good. It is also dark and supernatural. The protagonist is a cannibal. Everyone You can go and taste it, and help him order some for his collection.
The title of the book is "Stamps of Terror".