Chapter 259 Forget Me Not
Lan Ninghua lay on the grass, looking up at the sky. The almost indistinct white smoke mixed with the clouds made the blue sky a little hazy. The blazing white sunlight shone directly from the top of her head, making her whole body hot. If it were before, she would have hidden in the house long ago, but now, basking in the sun, she looked at the increasingly thin mist like a madman, the emotions in her heart were indescribable, both comfortable and wanting to cry, her chest was burning hot, as if she was holding a burning coal.
The whole world is praising the 907 Institute, but she knows that all the credit actually goes to just one person.
As soon as she closed her eyes, the scene of that day appeared before her eyes——
Before that, they were in a state of panic, like headless flies, not knowing what to do. The whole world placed their hopes on them, and this huge expectation and responsibility almost overwhelmed everyone. People outside could expect them, but they could not expect themselves. Under the pain and pressure, they almost wanted to commit suicide. At that time, Dr. Rong Yuan, who had been studying behind closed doors for a whole day, suddenly opened the door and told them: There is a way!
At that moment, they had no time to think about the truth of it, nor could they imagine how incredible and great it was to come up with a plan in just twelve hours. In ecstasy, almost everyone in the institute abandoned their own brains and followed Rong Yuan's orders without thinking. They found everything Rong Yuan needed as quickly as possible, and then, they had nothing to do.
The man assembled the pile of messy components quickly with dazzling yet unhurried movements. The whole process was like carving a fine work of art. However, what he finally got was a hideous instrument without even a shell, with parts and wires exposed. Of course, in the eyes of researchers like Lan Ninghua, that hideousness was also full of a different kind of beauty. Those who watched the whole process could also recognize that it was a large infrasound generator. Dr. Rong seemed to have made some unusual changes to it, but it was just an infrasound generator.
Everyone's IQ has returned to normal by now, and they no longer blindly trust Rong Yuan to use infrasound to cure this terrible epidemic. They all look at him with doubtful eyes. But Rong Yuan did not give any more explanations, and directly ordered to inform all parties: 907 Institute is going to expel the virus, please be prepared.
——Sorry, the wind was too strong and I couldn’t hear you clearly. Please say it again.
This was written on everyone's face.
But not everyone did the same. Three people responded immediately and executed without hesitation - Zhou Yuan, Aimirida who was disguised as an ordinary human girl, and Xiao A who was disguised as an ordinary human man.
There is also Noah who acts in secret.
After that, Dr. Rong made a few more phone calls. I don't know what he said, but he pushed the impossible to become possible. The seemingly absurd notice was forcefully pushed forward and conveyed to everyone in Sugar Country. At the same time, they also sent notices in different languages to foreign government agencies and media, but the feedback they received was questioning and rejection. The enforcement of various countries was not strong. Zhou Yuan once asked Rong Yuan if he needed to urge them to persuade them, but Rong Yuan sneered and shook his head to refuse.
Lan Ninghua clearly remembered that Rong Yuan said in a cold, nonchalant tone, "No need. If Tang Country can see the results, they will follow suit without you saying anything more."
The implication is that before seeing hard evidence, it would be a waste of breath no matter how much they talk.
Then, white smoke rose from the Sugar Country and all over the world, like a magnificent scene of wind and clouds rising.
It is said that it is still relatively good in Sugar Country, where the number of viruses is already very small. In Western countries, especially in Juniper Country, where the virus originated, the rising smoke finally formed a dark cloud that covered the sky, like thousands of horses galloping overhead, or like a huge castle pressing down on their heads. Countless people thought it was the end of the world and knelt down crying and praying. Lan Ninghua did not see the scene in person, but from some photos circulating on the Internet, he could also feel the chilling horror.
The wavelength of infrasound is very long, so the propagation distance is very long and it is not easy to attenuate. The large infrasound generator that Rong Yuan temporarily assembled in the research institute was actually only turned on for fifteen seconds, but the infrasound generated circled the earth five times, lasting for more than six days. Therefore, some people who did not believe it at first or did not receive the notice then left their homes one after another. Some people even spread all their furniture outdoors. Others saw in the news that the time to expel the virus was more than 160 hours, so during this time, except for eating, drinking, defecating and urinating, they did not even go back to the house to sleep.
Along with this wonderful sight, what made everyone even more excited was that, except for the accidental discovery of an infected person on the first day, no one was infected in the next five days! Even the condition of many patients who were dying before did not deteriorate. After six days, they were checked again and found that although their body functions had greatly declined, they were no longer in danger of death. In fact, as long as they rested well, they would recover soon. The terrifying harvest speed of the Grim Reaper's sickle also came to an abrupt halt. Only a few people died of normal aging, illness, and injury. The average number of deaths per day was even less than that of normal days before the disaster.
Six days passed, the infrasound waves became weaker and weaker, and the white smoke emerging from the ground, organisms and the air became less and less, but there were still many people who looked at the sky in fascination, just like Lanning's paintings, experiencing this great joy that was like coming back from the dead.
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Rong Yuan sat on the sill of the bay window with his knees bent, one arm on his knees, his eyes half lowered, his expression calm and gentle. His bay window was originally designed as a simple study, but now, all the books are gone. Except for some small ornaments that Zhou Yuan bought, the rest of the space is filled with flower pots, clusters of flowers blooming in all colors, adding extremely bright colors to this mechanical and cold room.
Where his gaze fell, there was a small pot of forget-me-nots placed in the middle of the flowerpot. A small flower that had just bloomed was trembling slightly, and its light blue petals looked like a butterfly with its wings spread and resting.
If you magnify a corner of the flower pot tens of thousands of times, you can see many microns going in and out of the large and small holes on the edge of the porcelain pot, happily storing the collected pollen in the newly built warehouse, and everywhere is filled with the joy of a good harvest. The old Yadao is sitting on a fresh petal with a smile, and around him are a dozen small microns, sharing a pollen and listening to him talk about his past encounter with the Fei clan with great interest.
Across the distance between the two pots of flowers, on a rose leaf, the micron-man collection team was busy. Suddenly, the ground trembled, and a green insect that looked like a small hill slowly poked its head out. The micron-man was not even as big as one of its claws. It shook its chubby head and crawled towards the micron-man. Although the collection team was small in size, they were very fast. They jumped up skillfully and ran past the green insect like a gust of wind. Two of them even jumped on its head and ran past. The green insect didn't notice anything and continued to move forward. After the last micron-man ran over it, the green insect's body suddenly hung in the air involuntarily. After a slight pause, it rode the wind and clouds at an extremely fast speed and ran towards the vast earth.
Caterpillar: ...what the hell
After picking up the bug with a toothpick, Rong Yuan took out a tissue to wipe his hands. His ears moved slightly and his eyes turned behind him.
The door was pushed open, and Emilida walked in quietly, meeting Rong Yuan's gaze as soon as she stuck her head out. She stuck out her tongue, smiled, turned around and closed the door, while returning to her original appearance.
"Everyone in the world wants to see you, but you're just here looking at flowers." She walked lightly to Rong Yuan, bent down to look at him, and asked curiously: "Is there anything good?" In recent years, it was rare to see his eyes full of smiles.
"I think of an old friend." Rong Yuan said.
Emilida thought he was talking about Jin Yang, and a look of longing appeared on her face. Then she imitated Rong Yuan and sat on the window sill, blinking her eyes and asked, "Rong Yuan, was that really a virus?"
"What are people saying outside?" Rong Yuan asked instead of answering.
"There are many different opinions." Emrida used idioms very well, and her accent was no different from that of a pure candy man. She said: "The most mainstream view now is that this is the result of environmental degradation. In order to protect ourselves, humans must protect the environment and the earth. Many people have seen the instrument, but it seems that few people are willing to believe that you really expelled the virus with infrasound. Those people are more willing to believe that you used some mysterious weapon. However, ordinary people are about to regard you as a god of the new century... Well, the above is what Noah said."
She herself had been busy studying the virus these past two days and had no time to pay attention to public opinion. Emilida glanced at Rong Yuan's face and said, "But I think it seems to be a kind of creature, right?"
Rong Yuan smiled but said nothing. He knew that it might be difficult for humans on Earth to break the inertia of thinking because of their inherent worldview, but Amyrida, who came from an alien planet and had seen all kinds of alien life, would definitely be able to see the truth earlier than anyone else.
Amirida also smiled. She had already gotten the answer from Rongyuan's expression. She had plenty of time to study the rest. But Amirida was still worried about one thing: "Infrasound waves can bypass large obstacles, so that kind of creature is not completely extinct on Earth, right? Apart from anything else, I also collected samples in the laboratory. But their lethality seems to be much lower than before."
"Yes, I know." This was all expected, Rong Yuan had a plan in place. "So in ten days a portable infrasound generator will be launched on the market, and the patent will be made public. If someone has similar symptoms again in the future, they can solve the problem on their own, just like the common cold at the turn of spring and summer every year."
What is really scary is not the swallowing power of the Baise dragonfly. They can only swallow one cell at a time. Compared with them, tigers, lions, and even smog are much more lethal. What is scary is the fact that humans were "helpless" and could only let them be slaughtered. But as long as there is a countermeasure, the Baise dragonfly is just a kind of microorganism that occasionally causes trouble to people. If it does not gather in a certain number, humans cannot even detect its existence.
So if the surviving chrysopidae are smart enough, or if they can learn from their painful past, they should know that they must limit their reproduction in the future, know what they can and cannot eat, and eat in moderation, so that they can coexist with the creatures on Earth . It doesn't matter if they don't understand for a while, people on Earth will "teach" them again and again until they learn.
Emilida sighed softly with mixed emotions and said, "Rongyuan, am I stupid?"
"Um?"
"I have never figured out how you did it. If it were me, there would be no way I could find a solution in such a short time." Emilida said frustratedly. She was actually very confident in her own wisdom, but this confidence was almost wiped out by Rong Yuan's blow. She whispered, "I feel... I am particularly useless."
"Didn't you help me a lot on the Ark project?" Rong Yuan touched her head and said, "In fact, I also spent a long time on this project, but you just didn't see it."
"A very long... time?" Amirida was puzzled. She felt that Rong Yuan and she probably had different definitions of the concept of "very long".
"Yes, it took a full one or two years." Rong Yuan did not explain in detail, but just looked at the forget-me-not flowerpot again.
After finding the direction, he spent much more time than expected in order to minimize the harm to the micron people and humans. Although it was only three or four hours in the human world, nearly two years had passed in the microscopic world. After becoming smaller, his body consumed less energy, but because the time was long and the amount of activity was greater, the accumulated energy was also very considerable. He had to stop the research twice and leave the Changguang tribe, just to return to his original state to eat and drink water to replenish the energy needed by the body, so that he could support until the end of the research.
After completing the research, he immediately returned to the institute to manufacture an infrasound generator that could affect the entire world. However, when he left, he asked the micron people, whose living environment was becoming increasingly harsh, to move to the pot of forget-me-nots, and then took the pot of flowers back to the institute. After that, he raced against time to expel the virus and save the large number of deaths that were occurring every second. When he took a break and thought about it, he found that the micron people tribe had expanded two or three times compared to before, and the tooth knife that always followed him around had grown old.
The lifespan of the micron people is actually not short, but six days pass, which is already sixty or seventy years in the micron people's world. Almost all the micron people of the same generation as Yadao have died, and Yadao is also entering the end of his life. In the tribe, he has become a centenarian who would be shouted at and stopped if he took two more steps.
Rong Yuan tried his best to provide them with a better life, but he never became smaller and went back. Wandou, on the other hand, often took time to return to the tribe to take a look. After the Changguang tribe discovered this "paradise", they did not keep it secret and quickly passed the news to their new friends in the Sugar Country. I don't know how they passed the news, but every day Rong Yuan would find new tribes moving into his flower pots. For this reason, he is planning to expand a large flower shed.
Amirida couldn't see any micron people nearby, and the "more than a year" made her wonder: Could it be that Rong Yuan had seen this kind of creature before?
She habitually didn't speculate on the topic that Rong Yuan didn't want to talk about, and instead talked about something else: "By the way, Noah asked me to tell you that the higher-ups seem to be preparing to award you an honor, and that there's also a scientific summit that invites you to give a speech. Also, the person you asked him to investigate before has made a new discovery."
Rong Yuan was indifferent to the first two things. When he heard the last sentence, he raised his eyes slightly, and the warmth in his eyes disappeared in an instant.
