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"Flowers near the building, sadden the
traveler's heart"
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There
is a well-known story in India about a young initiate who had never seen a cow
or tasted its milk. One day, this
initiate asked his guru: ¡§What is milk?¡¨
His guru explained in detail the nature of milk. At last, the initiate understood that
milk is a white colored liquid that comes from the cow. This liquid is very valuable
and can be made into
cheese or sipped directly.
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On one occasion the initiate
happened to pass by a village, where he saw a large animal by the
roadside. It looked very similar to
a cow, as described by his guru.
There was a bucket of liquid next to it, and the liquid was indeed
white, just like the teacher had said.
However, the person standing next to the bucket did not scoop the liquid
up to drink. Instead, he seemed to
be performing some kind of ritual.
He dipped a brush into the bucket and repeatedly applied it to the wall.
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The initiate believed this useful
liquid must be milk. He wondered
what it would taste like. He
requested a bowl of this liquid from the villager, tilted his head back, and
downed it in one gulp. The
incredibly strange taste nauseated him and he vomited his breakfast. When the initiate returned, he told his
guru what had happened.
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¡§Did you milk the white liquid from the cow yourself?¡¨ The guru asked.
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¡§No.¡¨
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¡§Every first encounter in life must be personally
experienced from start to
finish. You can't just consider the results.¡¨
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Unfortunately for Man he is a creature of
experience. Everything must be
personally undertaken before it can be understood. There are no exceptions. Sakyamuni and
Jesus Christ each had to undergo the 10 months embryo period and decades of
training before they could understand the real truth. Changes of time and personal
circumstance always follow the flow of life, and the thrust of this flow opens
new courses. However, the long
river of human life has been winding and twisting for millions of years. It could either end up in the vast ocean
or disappear into a vast and endless desert.
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The year is 2050. At a temporary surveying base camp on the Moon, Wen Xiang had just finished the molecule coding of the moonstone. After classifying a long series of data, he sat in the Moon Shuttle, thinking. Unavoidably, there were regrets.
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Whenever
he became tired while working, Wen Xiang would look
up at the grayish blue, spotted with white crystal ball, the size of a car
wheel, suspended in the sky. For
him, at such moments, the distinction between reality and illusion became
blurred. The backdrop to this
crystal ball was a massive, limitless jet-black wall that seemed to surround
him on all sides. However, this
wall looked as if it hasn't been repaired for a great while. Countless points of strong, bright light
shine through the myriad holes in its surface.
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Because no atmosphere surrounds the
Moon light streams down like an arrow, bright and clear. The Moon surface is silver and dappled
in semi-geometrical designs. A
strangely-shaped shadow cuts down from the pinnacle of a massive stone. Left, right, up, and down; in every
direction, the eye is met by either black or white. Viewed from any angle, it resembles a
giant artistic photo entirely covering a vast, empty display room, and
illuminated by only a lone bright blue pearl mounted in the upper corner.
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However,
in Wen Xiang's mind, this bright pearl is an arched
gate that leads to home. It stands
quietly open, waiting for the absent son to return from his distant
travels. In the myths and legends
of his childhood, the Moon was known as Guang Han
Palace, a god's palace where white and rosy clouds hung high in the sky,
unstained by smoke and dust from the world of man.
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It
is said that Hou Yi, the hero who shot the suns from the sky with his arrows,
requested the elixir of immortality from the Queen Mother of the West. But Hou Yi's
wife, Chang E, in order to maintain her youthful look, stole this miraculous
potion and fled to Guang Han Palace, alone.
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In his poem ¡§Chang E¡¨, Li Shangyin depicts her deep
regret:
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¡§On
the mica screen a candle casts its shadow long and dark.
The Milky Way slowly
sinks, the Morning Star has set.
Chang E surely repents
the magic potion theft,
Doomed now to spend
every night in that vast blue sky,
Alone in deep
regret."
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In the 20th century the
veil of mythology was lifted. The
Moon was nothing more than a deserted and barren plain. The dream of Chang E was shattered. Man's dream now soared beyond the wide
Milky Way and into endless space.
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After all, Wen Xiang
is from the planet Earth and accustomed to the presence of clouds. He adores and misses the shy and elusive
Chang E. Viewing Earth from the
Moon is like performing a scientific experiment. The wind and waves of the Pacific Ocean
or the yellow sand of Africa can be clearly seen beneath the misty and enticing
cirrus clouds.
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Any
time Wen Xiang cares to, he can switch on an
electronic telescope capable of penetrating the haze of clouds. This bird's eye view provided by the
telescope enables him to see the Earth's surface in great detail. Unfortunately, when one has never laid
eyes on something, there is a tendency to fanaticize its nature. Enthusiasm is at its height. At the first moment of encounter, one is
curious and bursting to look around.
But after seeing it a few times, the mystery is gone. The finest of things become as bland as
chewing wax, incapable of summoning the least bit of interest.
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Can
there be any exceptions? Life
evolves by adapting to the environment.
For millions of years, man passed his allotted span of 60 or more years
confined to an area of one hundred li (Note 1). Man's sense organs merely detect the
changing response to stimulation.
In the process, curiosity becomes familiarity; familiarity becomes
adaptation; adaptation results in acceptance, at which point it becomes part of
his knowledge.
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Hou
Yi is a creation hero. Legend has
it that when the Earth was first formed, there were 12 suns in the sky. They were proud, wild and headstrong and
took turns tormenting heaven. The
entire Earth was hot and incandescent
with flowing lava. No forms of life
could survive. Hou Yi took up his
miraculous ¡§Sun-shooting" bow and with each arrow shot down one sun, until
only one remained. He commanded
this last sun to serve the creatures of Earth.
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Naturally,
the 21st century is different.
Mythology is ranked along with prophecy while Science represents Hou
Yi. Mankind has already transformed
solar energy into electricity thereby solving the problem of survival. Later, Hou Yi obtained the esoteric code
of DNA from the Queen Mother of the West and used it to create the medicine of
longevity and youth. Ultimately,
man followed Chang E¡¦s footsteps and flew into the longed-for but previously
unobtainable lofty palace.
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Longevity
and the preservation of youthful appearance have always been one of mankind's
greatest dreams. But as with all
other encounters, before one has actually experienced it, there is always a
great deal of imaginative anticipation.
As longevity became reality, in the first 10 or so years, praises of its
virtues were heard worldwide.
However, after initial curiosity had become commonplace, the myth of
eternal life became an unending nightmare.
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Compared to the 20th century,
in our era it is not amiss to say that a revolutionary change has taken place
in the various fields where computers are used. Aside from the fact of eternal youth for
all and a joyous and peaceful society, thieves are nowhere to be found and
words such as "poverty" and "crime" have become
obsolete. Actually, every man is
entitled to a fully equipped place to live, limitless food and drink, and every
kind of material and spiritual comfort a person could possibly want.
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A
computer is the most loyal of servants.
It neither sleeps nor rests, and serves man without complaint. The energy problem has been resolved and
production problems are a thing of the past. Distribution and supply are both fair
and thorough. Human rights and dignity are given appropriate respect. Best of all are the countless dazzling
means of entertainment and their facilities. Without stepping outside, people may
enjoy a daily life superior to that of a god.
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Basically, there is no need for man to
work. Money, fame, wealth, power or
social rank are mere items on the ¡§psychological menu¡¨. Anybody can choose their own favorable
character and randomly arrange their story lines in virtual reality, or a dream
machine that precisely mimics realty.
At this point, with the computer's help everyone's dreams will come
true.
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Is
this not the best of all possible worlds?
Plato's Republic or Thomas More's Utopia
cannot compare! If there is such a
thing as Heaven, even there it's possible such carefree pleasure may not be
found. What is more, with today¡¦s
advanced technology any wish that can be framed in words will be fulfilled. That's a
promise.
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Wen Xiang's only companion on the Moon is a personal computer with a female identity named ¡§Wen Wa¡¨. Wen Wa is a 3rd generation of wrist AI computer. Even though no larger than a wristwatch it contains an SSCT (service stabilized cholesterol texture display). It is equipped with a language input and output function which can be placed into the human ear, along with a delicate internal sensory biochemical analyzer. The best thing about this AI computer is that it is powered directly by body heat, and therefore lives and dies with its owner.
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Along with billions of other AI computers, each AI computer is linked to a computer mainframe. By means of a delicate ¡§microwave coding", the mainframe uses an intense and highly-controlled stream of sound ( a single frequency of sub-microwaves) to carry the waveforms which constitute the network. Each network descends, layer by layer, to a ¡§net eye¡¨ at the terminus. A sub-microwave is used again to carry the waveforms, and the AI computer is transformed into sense organs, able to receive various data in the same manner as eyes and ears.
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Since they function as sense organs, such
AI computers naturally possess a powerful recognition ability. This is especially true when it comes to
understanding the functions of the human body. It not only recognizes a person's body
language, it can also comprehend individual habit and unique
characteristics. In addition, in
accordance with the accumulated energy of the individual, whenever the master
device signals a ¡§command¡¨, the AI computer, acting as the limbs of the
mainframe, faithfully executes all relevant commands.
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However,
in this world of ease and plenty, as far as man is concerned the most important
and awe-inspiring basic function of the AI computer is language
translation. Possibly there are
people who, for whatever reason, might be unwilling to use computers. But the instant translation function of
the AI computer is as important to man as his basic right to survival. In 2030, the Computer Authority Bureau
provided an AI computer the size of a grain of rice designed especially for
language translation. Should the
need arise, any person is able to place this type of AI computer in their ear
and it will immediately begin to function.
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Early
in the 21st century, because of the availability of the Internet,
the ¡§personal computer¡¨ was replaced by the ¡§Network Computer¡¨. All resources were then gathered in the
¡§server center¡¨, and the ¡§AI computer" served as the interface thereby
allowing people to communicate freely.
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In
everyday language, this Network Computer is like a gigantic creature crouched
in the solar system. Every person
carrying an AI computer serves as its antenna, sense organs, and limbs. Of course, man can still think of
himself as master of the modern age.
Man has already conquered space and dominates the universe. But there is no denying that in this
present society, if there were no Network Computer as well as the small AI
computer, the exalted human race would in all likelihood completely lose its
ability to survive.
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In this age, the AI computer issued to a person is both their personal ID and their working assistant. In the case of Wen Xiang, working alone on the Moon, if it weren't for Wen Wa's help, his task would be as improbable as one of those fantastic stories found in the Arabian Nights. When not working, the Network enables Wen Xiang to read many books and enter the infinite world of knowledge, thereby broadening his horizons.
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Because of the demands of work and daily
life, Wen Xiang and Wen Wa
often talk with one another. For a
long time now, aside from strict observance of the rules set forth by Man and
the Computer Authority Bureau, they discuss everything under the sun. Their relationship is very unique. To put it another way, their relationship
has transcended the usual master-servant barrier between man and computer.
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Of
course, it is impossible for a computer to favor any one man. However, after talking for such a long
while, Wen Xiang has never thought about
himself. The computer has
discovered that this man's ideology was identical to its own. In order to enhance the effectiveness of
the module¡¦s judgment, the computer automatically classified Wen Xiang as one of its own kind and did not establish a
separate database for him.
Normally, because man is always so obsessed with his own advantages and
disadvantages, gains and loses, the computer must categorize and process them
on a case by case basis, treating each one as unique.
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There
is only one option for the ¡§personal¡¨ view of the computer, the world the
computer must deal with, and their standard rules of operation. Their speech and actions must be
explicit and unmistakable. Such is
not the case with humans. Due to
the uncertainty of their judgement and the options open to them, man's ego
takes precedent in most cases. As
man¡¦s needs and goals increase, many problems inevitably arise.
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Suddenly,
a ray of strong white light shot forth from the Earth's surface with the
blinding radiance of a thousand mirrors, making it impossible to open the
eyes. Wen Xiang
immediately turned on the electronic telescope and there on the display screen
a mushroom cloud is revealed to be swiftly forming above the Pacific Ocean at
longitude 163.1 degrees east and latitude 13.2 degrees south.
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Wen
Xiang said in surprise and alarm: ¡§Hey! Wasn¡¦t that a nuclear explosion?¡¨
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¡§Yes.¡¨ Wen Wa replied.
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¡§Yes? Don¡¦t you realize how dangerous that
is?¡¨
¡u¨S¦³¦MÀI¡C¡v
¡§There¡¦s
no danger.¡¨
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¡§Of
course there's no danger for you.
But radioactive fall out is a lethal
threat to all living organisms.¡¨
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¡§Not any more.
People have already moved to underground cities.
They no longer
fear pollution.¡¨
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¡§But there are still millions of people who don¡¦t live in
underground cities.
And what about the
life of other creatures?¡¨
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¡§That¡¦s not our responsibility, you know.¡¨
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¡§And where did you pick up these bad human habits? Why are
you doing this?¡¨
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¡§That wasn¡¦t us. That bomb was exploded by scientists
opposed to us. This is the 6th one
this year and it has been going on for several years. Watch. Aside from the initial strong shock
waves we are still unable to use, the high temperature caused by nuclear
reaction is the best time for us to absorb electricity."
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Indeed, once the cloud assumed a mushroom
shape it stopped expanding. It
looked like a gigantic white mushroom poised above the vast blue ocean. Before long the mushroom began to
shrink. Then in the blink of an
eye, it scattered and was gone. The
Earth's surface was again normal, as if nothing had happened.
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Wen
Xiang shook his head and said nothing. In recent years, a few scientists
opposed to the rule of the Computer League had combined their resources and
tried to resist. However, their
efforts resembled those of a trapped animal struggling to break free. Though he sympathized with their
feelings and their present circumstances, he did not approve of what they were
doing. What happened today was the
result of man's folly and man would have to pay for it. Humans are not given to self-criticism
and don't practice self-discipline.
They are driven, instead, to resist. Ultimately this will lead them down the
path to destruction.
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Isn¡¦t a world commonwealth an ideal
shared by all men? If man is not
satisfied, exactly what is it that he wants? Maybe humans are merely a species forever
chasing after dreams. Think of a
person's dream as a cake. When
their goal is too remote, every person has a private vision of their own
perfect cake, which they then struggle to achieve. When their goal is close at hand, they
discover there are many kinds of cake, each of which is consumed in a different
manner, and they are again dissatisfied.
They began to clutch at illusion.
They imagine another dream cake.
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In
this perfect world, with the help of computer ¡§virtual reality", people
voraciously enjoy life. They can go
anywhere and experiment, playing the roles of various distinguished characters
of past or present. Whatever they
desire is theirs. If they are tired
of being a person of today, they can become someone from the past. If they are fed up with being an Oriental,
they can become a Westerner. What's
more, if they are bored with being a man, they can see what it's like to be a
woman. Sex can be changed. Age can
be adjusted as one pleases.
Nationality is not a problem and race is not a concern. One can even choose to be beautiful or
ugly.
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Superficially,
these things are not real, but actually they are. ¡§Reality¡¨ has always been a kind of
subjective perception. As long as
it fits the experience of continuous sequence of time and space, it is real for
that particular individual. If a
dream can continue in a logical manner, even should that person wake up, as
long as he or she can, without interruption, connect their dream with the
previous plot the next time they sleep, who can say if such dreams are real or
not?
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Wen Xiang finds this hard to accept. Whenever he has a wonderful dream, no matter if he is Ghenghis Khan from the desert wastes, world conqueror Alexander the Great, Jia Baoyu of Yi Hong Chamber [Note 2], or Lu Dongbin from the mystic mountains where the Taoist gods dwell, in the aftermath of this kind of experience, daily life becomes bland and uninteresting. In the end, a person is either going to continue their former dream or start a new one. It often happens that two or three ¡§reality¡¨ stories will be intertwined, disorienting the dreamer and leaving him unsure of where he is.
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Is this
a good way to live? Wen Xiang doesn't think so. Though different roles can be played in
turn, man is faced with eternal life.
It is possible a man might play the same role over and over. Could such a life have meaning? If the answer is yes, then what is
it? If the answer is no, what is
the purpose of playing these roles?
Of course a man can choose to be himself. But on the other hand, what, pray ask,
is the self? Isn¡¦t the self just
like everyone else, nothing more than an actor playing another role!
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Fortunately,
not many people share Wen Xiang¡¦s point of view. The average person can't explain, much
less conceive, what might be wrong with this kind of life. Anyway, there is the ¡§Soup of
forgetfulness¡¨ (Note 3). If you are not
satisfied with playing Ximen Qing
(Note 4) or Scarlett O¡¦hara, it'll be no
problem to erase your memories and start over again. If you're looking for new excitement,
you can even go on line and find a new partner. If you don't tire of doing this, year in
and year out, you'll be busy for the rest of your life.
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Fortunately the computer is reasonable in
this respect. If you don¡¦t like
this kind of life, something else can be arranged. Wen Xiang voluntarily
gave up immortality and chose exile.
Far away from Earth, he arrived at the foothills of ¡§Mogao Peak¡¨,
near the Moon's South Pole, to organize a data coding system. This new technology is extremely
challenging and strong powers of concentration are required of the person in
charge.
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From
the standpoint of the computer, the entire universe consists of coded organic
structures. Through this coding
system, the computer is able to link related ¡§common sense data banks¡¨ or
¡§knowledge data banks¡¨, and from there proceed to understand the phenomena of
cause and effect. The computer
thinks in this manner by means of a ¡§common sense code¡¨. This kind of
code contains a combination of multiple base numbers. All information that deals with concepts
is categorized by a multi-dimensional structure. The definition for each common sense
unit is used to form an identification network.
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Wen
Xiang was formerly an artist. Because he is neither enthusiastic about
worldly gains, nor comfortable with the way life is lived on Earth, he hoped
that he could retreat from that world and become a recluse. Wen Wa told
him that there were no other life styles in the city of computers. There were, however, a wide variety of
dangerous missions. The participants
must give up their immortality, put up with various labor and hardships, and
obey orders. For Wen Xiang, these things came naturally. When he learned that there were many job
openings in space and few interested applicants, he volunteered to work there.
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After
his pre-job training was finished, the Computer Authority Bureau noted that Wen
Xiang had a decisive personality. He was able to think independently, his
reactions were swift and decisive, and he had no personal biases. He was perfect for "data coding¡¨.
This is how Wen Xiang came to be sent on a
mission to the Moon to collect data, categorize and number the findings, and
then make them available for use by the Bureau.
¤å²»»y±a³d³Æ¦a»¡¡G¡u§AÌ«ç¯à¥uÅU¯à·½ªº¦¬¶°¡A¦Ó¤£ÅU¨Æ¥óªº«áªG¡H¡v
In
an accusing voice, Wen Xiang asked, "How can you
only be interested in
collecting energy without thinking about the consequences?¡¨
¡u®Ú¾Ú¤G¡³¤G¥|«Å¨¥¡A¤£¦b§Ú̪A°È°Ï¤ºµo¥Íªº¨Æ±¡¡A¤@·§¤£¯à¤z¹w¡C¡v
¡§According to the 2024 Declaration, we cannot interfere with
matters
outside of our jurisdiction.¡¨
¡u§A̳ø§i¤HÃþij·|¤F¶Ü¡H¡v
¡§Have you reported to the Human Council?¡¨
¡u¨S¦³¡A³o¤£ÄÝ©ó§Ú̪ºÂ¾³d¡C¡v
¡§No.
That is not our job.¡¨
¡u³o¥s±À¨ø³d¥ô¡I¡v
¡§That's dodging responsibility'!¡¨
¡u§A»{¬°¸Ó«ç»ò¿ì¡H¡v
¡§What do you think we should do?¡¨
¡u³ø§i¤HÃþij·|¡A½Ð¥LÌ¥¿µø°ÝÃDªºÄY«©Ê¡C¡v
¡§Report to the Human Council and
ask them to treat this as a serious problem.¡¨
¡u³oÓ°ÝÃD«ÜÄY«¶Ü¡H¡v
¡§Is this problem really serious?"
¤å²»¦³ÂI¤£@·Ð¤F¡A¥L²Ä¤@¦¸¥ÎÄY¼Fªº¤f®ð¹ï¤å«½»¡¡G¡u·íµM¡I©p«ç»ò³o»ò²Â¡H¡v
Becoming
slightly annoyed, for the first time Wen Xiang spoke
impatiently to
Wen Wa:
¡§Of course! How come you're so
dense?¡¨
¤å«½°±¹y¤F¤@¨è¡A°Ý¹D¡G¡u§A»¡§Ú²Â¡H¡v
Wen
Wa was startled for a moment and then asked, ¡§You're
saying I'm dumb?¡¨
¤å²»ÂIÂIÀY»¡¡G¡u¬Oªº¡A©p«Ü²Â¡I¡v
Wen
Xiang nodded his head and said: ¡§Yes, you're stupid!¡¨
¤å«½»¡¡G¡u§A«ç¯à»¡§Ú²Â¡H¡v
Wen
Wa said: ¡§How could you call me stupid?¡¨
¤å²»¤jÁn»¡¡G¡u¦]¬°©p«Ü²Â¡I¡v
Wen
Xiang said aloud: ¡§Because you are!¡¨
¡u¬°¤°»ò¡H¡v
¡§Why?¡¨
¡u¦]¬°©p¤@ÂI§PÂ_¯à¤O³£¨S¦³¡I¡v
¡§Because you don¡¦t have any
judgement!¡¨
¤å«½»¡¡G¡u´N¬O³o¥y¸Ü¡A§Úµ¥¤F¦n¤[¡I¡v
Wen
Wa said: ¡§That's it. I¡¦ve waited a long time for this!¡¨
¤å²»¤£¸Ñ¡A°Ý¡G¡u©p³o¸Ü¤°»ò·N«ä¡H¡v
Wen
Xiang didn't understand. ¡§What do you mean?", he asked.
¡u§Ų́t²Î¤¤¦³Ó¦´N³]©w¤Fªº©R¥O¡A¬On¦b¤H¶¡´M§ä¨ã³Æ¥H¤U¤TÓ±ø¥óªº¤H¡G²Ä¤@¬O¤£ÅU¥Í¦º¡B¥ô³Ò¥ô«èªº¤H¡A³oºØ¤H¥þ¥@¬É¤£¤U¤Q´X¸UÓ¡C¨ä¦¸³oÓ¤Hªº·NÃÑ«¬ºAn»P§Ú¬Û¦ü¡A³o¤@¨Ó´N¥u³Ñ¤U¤@¦Ê¤¤Q¤T¦ì¡A¨ä¤¤¥]¬A¤F§A¡C²Ä¤TÓ¬On«ü¥X§Ú«Ü²Âªº¨Æ¹ê¨Ó¡Aª½¨ì¤µ¤Ñ¡A³o¼Ë»¡ªº¤H«Ü¦h¡A¦ý¤TÓ±ø¥ó³£²Å¦Xªº¥u¦³§A¤@¤H¡C¡v
¡§Our system already had a pre-programmed command to find
people who fit the following three conditions on Earth: First, a man who didn't
care if he lived or died, and who could put up with all kinds of hardship
without complaining. There are more
than one hundred thousand people of this type in the world. Secondly, this man¡¦s ideology had to be
the same as mine. This narrowed it
down to one hundred and fifty-three people, of which you were one. Thirdly, it had to be someone who would
point out the fact that I am stupid.
Until today, many people have.
But you are the only person who meets all three conditions.
¡u¨º¤S«ç¼Ë¡H¡v
¡§So?¡¨
¡u§Ṳ́]¤£ª¾¹D¡A¥u¬O§A¥²¶·±µ¨ü¤@Ó·sªº¥ô°È¡C¡v
¡§We don¡¦t know exactly.
You will have to undertake a new mission.¡¨
¡u¤°»ò·s¥ô°È¡H¡v
¡§What new mission?¡¨
¡u§ÚÌÁÙ¦³¤@¨t¦Cªº°õ¦æ¤u§@¡A¨ì®ÉÔ¦A§i¶D§A¡C¡v
¡§We still have to process a series of commands. When the time comes I'll let
you know.¡¨
¤G¡³¤¡³¦~¤C¤ë¤G¤é³o¤Ñ¡A¤å«½³qª¾¤å²»¡A¦A¹L´X¤Ñ¡A«K¬O¤HÃþ²¾¥Á¤õ¬P¤T¤Q¶g¦~¡A¦b¤õ¬P¤W¦³¤@Ó·¥¬°²±¤jªº¼y¯¬¬¡°Ê¡Cn¥L¼È®É°±¤î¤âÃ䪺¤u§@¡A§Y¨è»°u¤õ¬P¡A°õ¦æ¤@¶µ¯S§O¥ô°È¡C
On
2 July, 2050, Wen Wa notified Wen Xiang
that the 30th anniversary of man's migration to Mars was only a few
days off. There would be a grand
celebration on Mars. Wen Xiang was asked to drop all his present tasks and proceed
to Mars on a special mission.
¡u¤°»ò¥ô°È¡H¡v
¡§What will my job be?¡¨
¡u¥h°µ§Úªº²´·ú¡C¡v
¡§You'll be my eyes.¡¨
¡u©pªº²´·ú¡H¦n»¡¡A¤Ó¶§¨t¤¤¡Aþ¸Ì¨S¦³©pªº²´·ú¡H¡v
¡§Your eyes?
That's flattering. Aren't
your eyes everywhere in the solar system?"
¡u§ÚÌ·QɥΧAªº¥ß³õ¡AÁA¸Ñ¤@¯ë¤Hªº·Qªk¡C¡v
¡§Through you, we¡¦d like to understand
what the average person is thinking.¡¨
¡u¦n¡I¨º´NɧA§a¡A¤°»ò®ÉÔÁÙ§Ú¡H¡v
¡§All right. You can have my eyes. When will you give them back?¡¨
¡u«ç»òÁÙ§A¡H¡v¤å«½½k¶î¤F¡C
¡§Give them back?¡¨ Wen Wa
was confused.
¡u©p¤£À´«ÕÀq¡I¡v
¡§You have no sense of humor!¡¨
¡u§Ú¤£À´¤°»ò«ÕÀq¡H¡v
¡§I don't understand what kind of humor?¡¨
¡u§Ú¬O°Ý§A¤°®ÉÔ¥Xµo¡H¡v¤å²»¥u¦n¦Û§Ú¸Ñ¼J¡C
¡§I was asking you about our ET,.¡¨ Wen Xiang said self-mockingly.
¡u§Úªº²z¸Ñ¨S¦³¿ù»~¡A§Aè軡¿ù¸Ü¤F§a¡H¡v¤å«½»{¯u¦a»¡¡C
¡§There's nothing wrong with my
comprehension. You made a mistake just now." Wen Wa was
speaking seriously.
¡u¬Oªº¡I»¡¿ù¤F¡I©p¤S¦ó¥²»{¯u©O¡H¡v¤å²»©Ó»{³Q¥´±Ñ¤F¡C
¡§O.K., so I said it wrong! Why are you so serious?¡¨ Wen Xiang knew
when
he was beaten.
.
¡u¤£¬O»{¯u¡A¬O¸ê®Æµn¿ý¡A»¡¸Ü¿ù»~¦hªº¤H¡A¬O¤£¯à«H¥ôªº¡C¡v
¡§It has nothing to do with being
serious. It's a known fact that
people who often make mistakes when speaking are not to be trusted.
¡uÜÓ¡I§Ú³Q°¯Å¤F¡H¡v
¡§Huh? Am I being demoted?¡¨
¡u¨S¦³¡A§Ú̧PÂ_è¤~§A¤£¬O»¡¿ù¡A¦Ó¬O»y·N¤£©ú¡C¡v
¡§No. In our
judgement you didn¡¦t make a mistake, but your words were ambiguous.¡¨
¡u¨º§Ṳ́°»ò®ÉÔ¥Xµo©O¡H¡v
¡§So when are we leaving?¡¨
¡u²{¦b´N¨«¡A¤@¤Á³£¤w¦w±Æ§´·í¤F¡C¤£¹L¡A§Anª`·N¡A¦]¬°ºØºØì¦]¡A§A¥u¯à¥H¨p¤H¨¥÷«e©¹¡C§Ṳ́w¸gÂà¤F¨â¤d¨©¹ô¨ì§A±b¤W¡A¤£°÷®É¦A¥[¡C¤u§@¤è¦¡¤£©ë¡A¥u¬OÀH·N°ÑÆ[³X°Ý¡A§Ú·|³z¹L§Aªº¬Ýªk¡AÁA¸Ñ¤@¤U¤õ¬P²¾¥Áªº¤ßºA¡C¡v
¡§Now. Everything has been arranged. However, you¡¦ll have to pay attention to
this. For various reasons, you¡¦ll
being going there as just another average visitor. We¡¦ve transferred two thousand Bei [currency unit] to your account. More will be deposited when your funds
get low. There are no restrictions
on how you work. Just take a look
around at whatever interests you.
Your vantage point will enable me to understand how the Mars immigrants
think.
¤å²»«ÜÁA¸Ñ¹q¸£·í§½ªº¥ß³õ¡A©Ò¥H¦h¦~¨ÓÂù¤è¦X§@±o¤Q¤À´r§Ö¡C¨â¤d¨©¹ô¬Û·í©ó¤@¦ì¤½Â¾¥Nij¤h¨â¦~ªº¦¬¤J¡A·íµM¡A¥h¤õ¬Pªº¶}¾P«Ü¤j¡A¦ý¤]¤£¹L¬O¦a²y¤Wªø¶Z®È¦æªº¤Q¿¡AÃø¬OÃø¦bµn³°³\¥i¡A¦b¹q¸£ªº¨î¤U¡A¨C¦~ªº¤õ¬P³X«È³£¦³¤@©wªºÃB«×¡C
Wen
Xiang understood the position of the Computer
Authority Bureau. For years, they
have had a great working relationship.
The amount of two thousand Bei is equal to two
years salary for an official congressman.
Of course, getting to Mars costs a lot of money, but it is still a mere
ten times the fee of a long distance trip on Earth. The most difficult part would be getting
a landing permit. Under computer
control, only a limited number of people are allowed to visit Mars each year.
¤å²»¤£¦A¦h»¡¡A¥Lª¾¹D¹q¸£ªº³B¹Ò¤]«Ü§xÃø¡A¾¨ºÞ¥L¥D«ùªº¦UºØªA°È¨t²Îªí²{Àu²§¡A«o¤@ª½µLªk®ø«Ú¤HÃþªº§Ù¤ß¡C°£¤FÁõÄݹq¸£ªA°È¨t²Îªº¤@¦Ê»õ¤H¤§¥~¡A©|¦³¼Æ¤d¸U¤§¦hªº¡u¤Æ¥~¤§¥Á¡v¡A¥LÌ´²§G¦b¦a²y¤W¦UÓ°¾»÷¯î²Dªº¤s³¥¡A¹LµÛ¶Ç²Îªº¥Í¬¡¡C¦³¨Ç»á¨ã¹ê¤Oªº§Q¯q¶°¹Î¡A§óÀH®ÉÀH¦a·Ç³Æ¤Ï¼³¡A¥Hª§¨ú¥Í¦sªº¥D¾ÉÅv¡C
Wen
Xiang didn't say another word. He understood how difficult it was for
the computers, too. Though they had
an outstanding record in providing a wide variety of service systems, they
could never remove the wariness humans felt towards computers. Aside from the ten billion people
included in the computer service system, there were millions of ¡§outcasts¡¨
living beyond the pale of civilization.
These were scattered throughout remote and desolate rural areas leading
a traditional life. Moreover, many
powerful self-interest groups were ready to counter-attack at any time and
become leaders in the struggle for survival.
¤å²»¤u§@´N¾Ì¤@Ó¸£³U¡A¤£»Ýn¤°»ò³]³Æ©M¾¹§÷¡A»¡¨««K¨«¡C¥u¬O¦b¤u§@¯¸¸ÌÁÙ¦³¤@¨Çºû¥Í¾¹¨ã¡A¥L°Ý¤å«½¹D¡G¡u§ÚÌÁÙn¦^¨Ó¶Ü¡H¡v
Wen
Xiang's work was all mental. He required no equipment or tools, only
some life support gear at his workstation so he can leave at any time. He asked Wen Wa,
¡§Will we be coming back?¡¨
¡u»¡¤£©w¡A¤£¹L³o¨Ç³]³Æ§A´N¤£¥²ºÞ¤F¡A§ÚÌ·|À°§A·Ó®Æ¡C¡v
¡§Can¡¦t be sure.
But don¡¦t worry about the equipment. We¡¦ll take care of it for you.¡¨
¨º²ö°ª®p¬O¤@Ó¥ú¨r¨rªº¹k¥Û§|¡Aª½®|¬ù¤¦Ê¤½¤Ø¡A§|ªu¬ù¦b¥§¡¦a¥½u¡]¤ë²y¤WµL®ü¬v¡A¬G¥H¥§¡«¤O½u§@¬°¦a¥½u¡^¤T¦Ê¤½¤Ø³B¡C§|¤¤¦³ÁûÅK¹k¥Û¡AÅé¿n¤£¤j¡A«o¨ã¦³±j¯PªººÏ©Ê¡C³o¸Ìªº¦UºØª«²z±ø¥ó¡A³£¬O¦a²y¤W¨S¦³ªº¡A©Ò¥H°£¤F¤@¨Ç±Mªùt³dÄá¼vªº¦Û°Ê¾÷¾¹¡A¤£°±¦a±N¼v¹³¶Ç¿é¦^¥h¥H¥~¡A´N¥þ¾a¤å²»ªº½s½X¡A±N¤§¤ÀÃþÂkÀÉ¡C
Mogao Peak is a barren crater approximately 500 meters in
diameter. . The perimeter is about
300 meters distant from the average visible horizon (because there is no ocean
on the Moon, the average gravity is regarded as the visible horizon). Within the crater there is an iron
meteorite. It is not very big but
it has a compelling magnetic power.
The laws of physics governing this place are not applicable on
Earth. Aside from some
auto-photographic machines continually transmitting images back to Earth, all
other information has to rely on Wen Xiang¡¦s coding
for categorization and filing.
¤å²»Æp¶i¤F¤ë²y±ô¡A¥LÁÙ¬O¦³¨ÇºÃ´b¡G¡u§Ú¥u¬O¤@Ó¥¤Z¤H¡A²´·ú¤]¤£¨£±o¯S§O¦n¡A¾Ì¤°»ò¯à±o¨ì§A̪º«H¥ô¡H¡v
Still in doubt, Wen Xiang
wriggled into the Moon Shuttle.
¡§I¡¦m just an ordinary guy and my eye sight is not particularly
good. Why do you trust me?¡¨
¡u¥u¦³¥¤Z¤H¤~¥i¥H«H¥ô¡C¡v
¡§Because only ordinary guys are trustworthy.¡¨
¡u§Ú¥u©È¤£¯à¹F¨ì§A̪ºn¨D¡C¡v
¡§I¡¦m afraid I won¡¦t be able
to do what you ask of me.¡¨
¡u¤£¥²¾á¤ß¡A§ÚÌ»ÝnÁA¸Ñªº¡A¬O¤H¤º¤ßªº¤ÏÀ³¡C¥i¬O¡A¤£½×§Ú̦h§V¤O¡A¤HÃþ©l²×§â§ÚÌ·í§@²§ª«¡C¡v
¡§Don¡¦t worry. We need to understand the reaction of
the human psyche. But no matter how
hard we try, human beings still treat us like strangers.¡¨
¡u³o¤@ÂI¬O§Ḁû·¤£¯àÁA¸Ñªº¡A¥un¬O¤H¡A¤£½×¬O¤°»ò¤H¡A¤@©w·|§â§O¤H·í§@¥~¤H¡A§ó¦óªp¡A§AÁÙ¤£¬O¡K¡K¡v
¡§This you¡¦ll never understand. Humans, no matter who you might be,
always treat others as strangers.
Besides, you¡¦re not even¡K¡¨
¡u¤£¬O¤H¡A¬O§a¡H³o§Úª¾¹D¡A¤H¥u«µø¦Û¤v¥H¤Î»P¦Û¤vÃö«Y³Ì±K¤Áªº¨Æª«¡C
¥i¬O¡A§Ú¤£À´¡A¬°¤°»ò¤H©Ê·|¦p¦¹¡A¤Ó¨S¦³®Ä²v¤F¡I¡v
¡§'Human', right? I know this. Man is only concerned about himself and
the things close to him. But I
don¡¦t understand. Why is human
nature like this? It makes them so
ineffective!"
¡u³o¤@ÂI§Ú˻ᬰÁA¸Ñ¡A¤H©Ê´N¬O¤@ºØµ´½t©Ê¡A¦pªG¦t©z¤¤¥u¦³¾ÉÅé¡A·Q·Q¬Ý¡A¹q³õ¥þ³¡¾É³q¡A¨º³s¹q¬y³£¤£¥i¯à¦s¦b¤F¡C©p©Ò¿×³Ì¦³®Ä²vªºµ²ªG¡A¬O¦t©zµ¥©ó¹s¡C¡v¤å²»§¤©w«á¡A«K«ü´§¤ë²y±ô¤É°_¡A´Â¤ë²yÂà¯è¤¤¤ß¾p¥h¡C¥LÄ~Äò»¡¡G¡u¦pªG¤£¬O³oӨƹê¡A§Ú¤£¥²¨Ó¤H¶¡¨ü¸o¡A©p̤]¨S¦³¥²n¬°¤HÃþ¾Þ¤ß¤F¡C¡v
¡§I
know this only too well. Human
nature is like an insulator. If the
universe only had conductors - think about it - with the entire electric field
conducted, no electric current would exist. Your so-called most effective result
would be that the universe does not exist.¡¨ Settling into his seat, Wen Xiang ordered the Moon Shuttle to lift off and set off in
the direction of the Moon Transit Center.
As he did so, he continued speaking: ¡§If it wasn¡¦t for that fact, there
would have been no need for me
to be born and suffer, and you wouldn¡¦t have needed to worry about human beings.¡¨
¡u¾Þ¤°»ò¤ß¡H¤HÃþ¦Ñ¯º§Ų́S¤ß¨S¨x¡C¡v
¡§Worry? Humans always laugh at us and say we are
without feeling.¡¨
¤å²»¯º»¡¡G¡u©p©ê«è¤°»ò¡H¦³¤ß¦³¨x¤S«ç¼Ë¡H½Þª¯¤£³£¦³¤ß¨x¶Ü¡H¡v
Wen
Xiang laughed: ¡§What're you complaining about? Even if you have
feelings, so what? Don't pigs and dogs have feelings,
too?¡¨
¡u§A»¡¹ï¤F¡I¡v¹q¸£¼Û¤F¤@¤f®ð¡G¡u³Ìªì¦b¾Ç·§©ÀÀ³¥Î®É¡AÁ`ı±o§A̪º¡y©ê«è¡z³oÓµü¤£³q¡A¡y«è¡z«ç»ò©ê±o¦í¡H²{¦b§ÚÌÀ´¤F¡A¦Ó¥BÁÙ©ê±oº¡º¡ªº¡C¡v
¡§You¡¦re right!¡¨
The computer sighed: ¡§When I was learning how to handle ideas, I always
felt the phrase ¡§to make a complaint¡¨ was not quite right. How could one "make" a
complaint¡¨? Now we understand, and
we still have many complaints to make."
¡u«ç»ò¡H©pªº«è®ðˤñ§ÚÁÙ¦h¡A¬Ý¨Ó©p̤w¸gÅܱo¦h·Tµ½·P¤F¡I¡v¤å²»©M¹q¸£µL¸Ü¤£²á¡A¥i¥Hºâ¬Oª¾µ¤F¡C
¡§What¡¦s this? Sounds like you have more complaints
than I do. Looks like you¡¦ve become
very sensitive!¡¨ There was nothing
Wen Xiang and the computer couldn't discuss. They truly understood one another
¡u¬O§r¡Iº~¦r¤Z¬O»PªÏÅ馳Ãöªº³£¥Nªí·P©Ê¡A¦b§Ú̪º·§©Àµ²ºc¤¤¡A»P±`ÃѤ@µ²¦X¡A®t¤£¦hªº»{ª¾³£¦b·P©Ê¸ÌÀY¥´Âà¡A·Q¤£n¦³±¡ºü¤]Ãø¡C¡v
¡§Yep. In Chinese, every written character
referring to ¡§limbs¡¨ represents emotions.
In our conceptual structure, when such words are joined with common
sense, almost all our perception of the world boils down to feeling. It¡¦s hard not to have moods.¡¨
¡uÁöµM±q¤p´N¾Ç¡A§Ú©l²×¤£À´¤å¦r»P±`ÃѦ³¤°»òÃö«Y¡H¡v
¡§Even though I studied this as a kid, I
still don¡¦t see the connection between the written character and common sense.¡¨
¡u¨º§A¸Ó¦h¬Ý¬Ý¤£¤G¦Ñªº®Ñ¡C¡v
¡§Then you should read the works of Buer Lao.¡¨
¡u¤S¨Ó¤F¡A³o¦ì¤£¤G¦Ñ¤H¨ì©³¬O½Ö¡H¨C¦¸°Ý©p¡A©p³£¤£ªÖ»¡¡C¡v
¡§There you go again. Who is this Buer
Lao anyway? Every time I ask you it
seems you don't want to tell me.¡¨
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By
this time, the Moon Shuttle had ascended 1,000 meters and was beginning the
short-distance approach. Wen Xiang locked in the transportation network
and switched to auto-pilot. As he waited for the computer to answer, he admired the view of gigantic stone heaps, concave pits and sheer cliffs.
¡u¤£¬O§Ú¤£ªÖ»¡¡A¬O®É¾÷¥¼¨ì¡C¡v¥uÅ¥¤å«½¦^µª¹D¡C
¡§It¡¦s not that I'm unwilling to tell
you. It's just not the proper
time¡¨, Wen Wa replied.
¡u¤°»ò®É¾÷¤£®É¾÷ªº¡A©p¤]¬Û«H³oÓ¡H¡v
¡§What's all this about time? You believe that stuff, too?¡¨
¡u«ç»ò¤£«H¡H¹ï§Ú¦Ó¨¥¡Aµ{¦¡±Ò°Ê¤F´N¥s°µ®É¾÷¡C¡v
¡§Why not? To me, when the program is activated, it
is time.¡¨
¡u¤£¤G¦Ñ»Pµ{¦¡¦³¤°»òÃö«Y¡H¡v
¡§What does Buer
Lao have to do with the program?¡¨
¡u¥Lªº¸ê®Æ³£Âê¦b¤@¬qµ{¦¡¤¤¡C¡v
¡§His data is encrypted in one of the
programs.¡¨
¨S¦³¤j®ð¼hªº«OÅ@¡A¶§¥ú¥Ñ¤WªÅª½±µ§ë®g¤U¨Ó¡A¦aªí«D©ú§Y·t¡A¹ï¤ñ±j¯P¡C¦a±¤W§|ºÚ¹M§G¡A¤j¤j¤p¤pªº¦Ç¦â¥ÛÀY¡A¥¿ÀR®¨®¨¦a©¹«á¸¹£¡Aª½¦ü¤@³¡¬M¤£§¹ªº¶Â¥ÕÀq¤ù¡C
Without protection from an intervening
atmosphere, the sunlight blasted directly down from above. The surface was a contrast between harsh
light and dark shadow. Pits and
hollows covered the entire surface.
Grayish stones of various sizes quietly streamed past, like an endless
black-and-white silent film.
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Over
the past half year, Wen Xiang had become used to this
monotonous sight. His hum-drum but
busy life had made him completely forget the Earth's vibrant features. Two different worlds; two distinct
states of mind. Only here was Wen Xiang able to think clearly. Was he perhaps too extreme? In an age when man's dreams have been
realized, he had chosen to follow the old myth. Was he going to end up like Wu Gang (Note 5), a man destined to forever hack away at a laurel tree that
never ceases to grow?
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Wen
Xiang senses the irony. The Chang E myth, passed down for
thousands of years, has now been discarded. However, that frame of mind known as
¡§the lonely Guang Han star often appears in dreams¡¨
is the same today as it was in the past.
Sometimes when he saw the Earth suspended high in the heavens, he
recalled the time he spent there.
However, such moments vanish quickly, like a flash of lightning. He has to fight to keep a clear mind and
avoid following in the footsteps of the crowd. Long ago he learned that by concentrating
on his work, he would always have self-respect.
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The
Transit Center is located in the Sea of Tranquility. The Moon Shuttle is heading northeast,
with the sun 49 degrees to the left, looking like a phantom orange ball, silently
and gently displaying its warmth.
The outer surface of the Moon Shuttle is a layer of thermoelectric
substance which converts 90 percent of all heat into electric current. This lord of the heavens was showing
unusual kindness that moment.
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On
the right, a gigantic azure ball, shrouded with layers of thin white gauze
nimbly floated among stars resembling broken crystals. Ahead, the color of the sky unrolled
like a painted curtain. On the
left, it was a pure orange color.
Slowly, the color transformed from orange to a serene, indigo blue. The Earth was poised and elegant as
usual, like a loving mother awaiting the return of her wandering son. The stars, on the other hand, looked
fierce. Each one of them baring
their fangs and flashing their claws, eager to flock to the arms of the mother.
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In
the slanting sunlight, Wen Xiang only saw gray and
black ahead of him. There were
craters everywhere. Every crater
dragged a half-circle of shadow with it, making it look like a barren
anthill. Sometimes the view was
open like a sandy desert, with scattered stone debris, and hills and caves
lined up side by side. On either
side, a solitary stone peak resembling a stone skeleton would suddenly loom up
from no where. Bizarre looking
stone clusters of sword-like sharpness were everywhere to be seen. The Moon Shuttle wound between them as
it passed, smoothly twisting and turning in response to commands from the
computer's magnetic track.
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Compared
to the bright, beautiful, and heavy coloring of Earth, this sight resembled a
simple and pure nymph. The silence
made it more real. In this age,
man¡¦s vision has already vaulted beyond the solar system. There were few things worth
treasuring. Anyone who turns to
their travel channel can see the sights and sounds of space, no matter how
distant, faithfully presented.
Reality is reality. Wen Xiang firmly believes that the faculty of being rational is
the sole proof of living. More
rationality means less self-deception.
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In the silence, Wen Xiang suddenly remembered their recent talk.
¡u¬°¤°»ò¤£¤G¦Ñ»Pµ{¦¡¦³Ãö¡H¡v
¡§What does Buer Lao have to do with the program?¡¨
¤£®Æ¤å«½«o»¡¡G¡u¤Q¤ÀÄÁ«á¡A¦³¤@Áûª½®|¤T¤Q¤½¤Àªº¹k¥Û¡A±N¦b¥k°¼¤»ÂI¤K«×¤¤½¨½³B¼²À»¦a±¡A§A¶¶¹D¥hÄá¼v°O¿ý§a¡I¡v
But
Wen Wa answered: ¡§In 10 minutes, a meteorite 30 cm in
diameter will strike the surface to your right at a 6.8 degree angle, 5
kilometers away. You can film it on
your way!¡¨
¤å²»¤@ª½·Qªñ¶ZÂ÷Æ[¹î³oºØ©_´º¡A¤@Å¥¤j³ß¡A°Ý¹D¡G¡u°µ¤°»ò°O¿ý¡H¬ì¾Ç©Êªº¡H¡v
Wen
Xiang had always wanted to observe this amazing
phenomena from up close and was delighted.
He asked: ¡§What kind of record do you want me to make? Scientific?¡¨
¡u¤£¥²¡A§Ú̦´N¬£¤F¤Q¤GÓÆ[¹î¾÷¾¹¤H¥h¤F¡A§Únªº¬O§A¯u¹êªº¤ÏÀ³¡C¡v
¡§No. We¡¦ve already dispatched 12 robots for
that purpose. What I want is your
personal reaction.¡¨
¡u¯u¹êªº¤ÏÀ³¡H§A¬O»¡¡A¼ÉÅS¦b¦MÀI¤¤¡H¡v
¡§Personal reaction? You mean expose myself to danger?¡¨
¡u¥i¥H³o»ò»¡¡A¥h¤£¥h§A¦Û¤v¨M©w¡C¡v
¡§You could say that. It¡¦ll be your call.¡¨
¤å²»µS¿Ý¤F¤@·|¡A¥Lª¾¹D¤å«½³o¼Ë»¡¡A´Nªí¥Ü³o¬O¤@ӥͦºªº°ÝÃD¡C¦Û±q¤H¯à°÷ªø¥Í¤£¦Ñ«á¡A¦º¤`«K¦¨¤F¤H¤H´§¤§¤£¥hªº¾µ¹Ú¡C¦b¹L¥h¡A¤Hª¾¹D¿ð¦¥²¦º¡A¦º¤`ÁöµM¥i©È¡A¬JµM½Ö³£°k²æ¤£¤F¡A©È¤]µL¥i©`¦ó¡C¦p¤µ¡A¤H¥i¥H¿ï¾Ü¤£¦º¡A¦º»P¤£¦º¡AÁöµM¥u¬O¤@½u¡B«o¦¨¤F¥Ã«í¤§¹j¡C
Wen
Xiang hesitated.
He knew that when Wen Wa spoke like this, it
was a matter of life and death.
Ever since man acquired the ability to postpone aging, for everyone
death had become a nightmare that never went away. In the past, people knew they would die
sooner or later. Though the
prospect of death had been terrifying, since none could escape, there was
nothing anyone could do about it.
Today, people can choose not to die. Though life and death are separated by
only a thread, the division is forever.
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Actually, this question had occurred to
Wen Xiang countless times, and he had no
illusions. However, when suddenly
confronted with this choice, for a fraction of a second he was unsure what to do.
¡u©p¬O»¡¡A©p¤£¥´ºâ°µ¦w¥þ«OÅ@¡H¨º¬O¹HI¤G¡³¤G¥|«Å¨¥ªº¡C¡v
¡§You mean you¡¦re not taking any safety
precautions? That¡¦ll be a violation
of the 2024 Declaration.¡¨
¡u«Å¨¥¤¤¤]´£¨ì¡A¤H¥i¥H¦Û¦æ¿ï¾Ü¥Í¦º¡C¡v
¡§The Declaration also states that a
man can choose life or death.¡¨
¡u©p¬On§Ú©ñ±ó¥Í¦sÅv¡H¡v
¡§Are you asking me to give up my right to
live?¡¨
¡u¨ºË¤£¥²¡A§Úµ¹§A´XÓ¿ï¾Ü§a¡I§Y¨Ï¦b¹qÂ÷¸n¨¾Å@¤U¡A¦pªG§Ú̸ªñÃz¬µ°é¤¤Q¤½¤Ø¤º¡A«OÃÒ§A§Ú«Í°©µL¦s¡C¦pªG¦b¨â¦Ê¤½¤Øªþªñ¡A¥H¤ë²y±ôªº§Ü¬µ©Ê¡AÁÙ¦³¦Ê¤À¤§¤T¤Qªº¦MÀI©Ê¡C¦pªG¦b¤@¤d¤½¤Ø¥H¥~Æ[¹î¡A¤j¬ù¥u¦³¦Ê¤À¤§¤ªº¦MÀI¾÷²v¡C·íµM¦b¤Q¤½¨½¥~´N¦w¥þ¤F¡A¥u¬O¥H§Úªº±Àºâ¡AÁÙ¬O¦³¸U¤À¤§¤@ªºÀ»¤¤²v¡C¡v
¡§Not really. Let me give you some options! Even if we¡¦re protected by the ion
shield, if we are within 50 meters of the explosion, I guarantee you we'll both
vanish without a trace. If we are
about 200 meters from the explosion, with the Moon Shuttle's protective shield,
there¡¦ll still be 30 percent risk of danger. If we¡¦re observing from 1,000 meters
away, there¡¦ll be approximately a 5 percent risk. Of course, if it¡¦s from a distance of 10
kilometers, then we¡¦ll be safe.
However, according to my calculations, there's still a 1/10,000 chance
of being hit.¡¨
¡u§Ú¥u¬O¦n©_¡A§i¶D§Ú¡A¨ì©³¦³¦h¤Ö¤HÁn©ú¹L©ñ±ó¥Í¦sÅv¡H¡v
¡§I¡¦m just curious.
Tell me, how many people have announced they're giving up their right to
live?¡¨
¡u¤£¦h¡A«e«á¥u¦³¤C¤QÓ¡C¡v
¡§Not many. Only 70 all together.¡¨
¡u¤C¤QÓ¡H¦³´XÓ¦º¤F©O¡H¡v¤å²»·Q¤£¨ì¯u¦³¤H¶Ì¨ì¦Û´M¦º¸ô¡C
¡§70? How many of
them have since died?¡¨ Wen Xiang never thought anyone would be so foolish as to seek
death.
¡u¨ºn¬Ý§A¹ï¦º¤`ªº©w¸q¤F¡AÁ`¤§¡A¦³¤@¥b©M§A²{¦b¤@¼Ë¡C¡v
¡§That depends on what you mean by "death". In short, half of them were in the same
shoes you're in.¡¨
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Wen
Xiang thought about it for a while and graciously
said, ¡§I¡¦ll go for 500 meters.¡¨
¡u§A©M¤£¤G¦Ñªº¬Ýªk«Ü±µªñ¡C¡v
¡§Your view is like Buer
Lao¡¦s.¡¨
¡u©p¬O»¡¡A¤£¤G¦Ñ¤]°µ¹L³oºØ¿ï¾Ü¡H¡v
¡§You mean, Buer Lao also had to make this kind of choice?¡¨
¡u¤£¡A³o¬O¤£¤G¦Ñ±Ð§Ú̧PÂ_¤H´¼ªº¤èªk¡C¥L»¡¡A¿ï¾Ü¤¤Q¤½¤Ø¥H¤ºªº¤H¡A¤@©w¦³Ó¬¡¤£¤U¥hªº²z¥Ñ¡A§ÚÌ¥¿¦nÂǾ÷·|ÁA¸Ñ¥L¡A¸Ñ¨M¥Lªº°ÝÃD¡C¿ï¾Ü¤Q¤½¨½¥~¡A¥²¬O³g¥Í©È¦º¤§½ú¡A¤£¦¨¤j¾¹¡C¦Ó¿ï¨ä¥LºØ¶ZÂ÷ªº¤H¡A¦h¥b¬O¤£¥Î¤j¸£¡AÀH«K¬D¤@Ó¤F¨Æ¡A³oºØ¤H»¡¸Ü·í¯u¤£±o¡C§A¿ï¤¦Ê¤½¤Ø¡Aªí¥Ü¦Û¤v¦³¥D¨£¡FÄá¹³¾÷¨¤«×³Ì¨Î¡A¬O¦³§PÂ_¤O¡F¦Ó§A¤£ÅU¦MÀIªº¾÷²v¡A«K¬O¦³ÁxÃÑ¡C¡v
¡§No. This is how
Buer Lao taught us to judge human intelligence. He says anyone who opts for 50 meters
must have a reason for not wanting to live. This allows us to know him better and
treat his problem. The one who
chooses 10 kilometers must be a coward.
He¡¦ll never amount to anything.
The ones who choose other distances don¡¦t use their heads. They just pick a random number. You can't trust a person like that. Choosing 500 meters shows you have your
own independent view. It's the best
camera angle for taking photos and that shows you have judgement. The risk percentage didn't bother you
and that shows you have guts.¡¨
¡u§Aè褣¬O»¡¤£ÁA¸Ñ¤£¤G¦Ñ¤H¶Ü¡H¡v
¡§Didn¡¦t you just say that you don¡¦t understand Buer Lao?¡¨
¡u§Ö¬Ý«e±¡I¡v
¡§Just keep your eyes on where you're
going!¡¨
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As
they were talking, the Moon Shuttle had adjusted its direction. Bright lights glittered over the Shuttle
and immediately formed a transparent crystal ceiling. At the same time, a laser beam shot
forth from the top of the shuttle illuminating the distance. Wen Xiang saw
a dark red dot ahead which seemed to be continuously rotating. He quickly took out the electro-binoculars and placed them before his eyes. Next he took out two sets of refracting
lenses. One set faced upwards
allowing him a complete view, while the other faced downwards providing a
wide-angle view of the Moon's surface.
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When everything was ready, Wen Xiang looked up again.
The bright red dot was now the size of a grain of rice. It looked very ordinary and
unthreatening.
¡u´N¬O¥¦¶Ü¡H¡v
¡§Is that it?¡¨
¡u§Ú§â¥¦ªºÁnµ¶Ç¹L¨Ó¡C¡v
¡§I¡¦ll transmit the sound now.¡¨
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As
he finished speaking, a shrill and piercing howl was suddenly heard in the
distance. The deafening sound, like
some demonic bedlam, penetrated everywhere. There was no hiding from it. Wen Xiang was
stunned. He was chilled from head
to foot. He was in complete
shock.
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In
the past, scientists were of the opinion that sound could not travel through a
vacuum. A Chinese scientist
overturned this theory around the turn of the century. He posited that electromagnetic waves
could be transmitted anywhere, no matter how distant. As long as the receiving antenna was the
same wavelength, the sound could be received anywhere. For example, a sound wave with a
frequency of 10,000 cycles/sec would have a wavelength of 100,000. A 100,000 meter antenna could receive
this sound wave.
Âǵۤ@¨t¦Cªº¦a²y¦P¨B¤Ñ½u½Ã¬P¡A³oÓ²z½×³QÃÒ¹ê¤F¡C¦A¥[¤W©w¦V¤ÀÀWªºÂoªi¨t²Î¡A¥i¥H¡uÅ¥¨ì¡v¤ÓªÅ¸Ìªº¦UºØÁnªi¡A¹E¶}±Ò¤F¡uÁnÀW¤Ñ¤å¾Ç¡vªº·s¶¡C¤Ñ¤å¾Ç®a®Ú¾Ú©w¦VªºÁnÀW¡A¹ï¦UÓ¬P²yªºª«²z©Ê½è¡B¤j®ðÀô¹Òµ¥¡A¦³¤F§ó²`¤@¼hªºÁA¸Ñ¡C
By setting up a series of Earth-synchronized
antenna satellites, this theory was verified. In addition, a wave-screening system
with directional frequency distribution made it possible to ¡§hear¡¨ all kinds of
sound waves in space. Thus the
study of ¡§Sound Frequency Astronomy¡¨ was born. Thanks to directional sound frequency,
astronomers have a better understanding of the physical laws and atmospheric
conditions of various planets.
¡uÅ¥³o¤@¤U¦¨¥»¤£§C§r¡I¥¼§K¤Ó°ø¨×¤F¡I¡v
¡§What a waste of money just to hear
this!¡¨
¡u§A¥H¬°³o¬O¬°¤F§A¡H·íµM¡A³o«Ü¥i¯à¬O§A¤H¥Í³Ì«á¤@¦¸ªº·P¨ü¡C¦ý¹ï¦b¦a²y¤Wªº¤H¦Ó¨¥¡A³oºØÁ{³õ¸g¾ú¡A«o¬O³Ì¨Îªº¯u¹êÃD§÷¡C¡v¤å«½²z©Ò·íµM¦a»¡¡C
¡§Do you think this is just for your
benefit? Of course, this could be
your last sensory experience.
However, for people on Earth, this on-site occurrence will be the finest
example of real time experience", said Wen Wa in
a matter-of-fact way.
¤å²»³o¤~«éµM¤j®©¡A¹q¸£¤@©w¬O¥´ºâ§â±ô¤¤ªº¹êªp¡Aª½±µ¶Ç¦^¦a²y¡C¨ì®É¥i¯à¦³¤W»õªºÆ[²³¡Aµ¥µÛ¦¬¬Ý³oÅå¤ß®ª¥Øªº²{³õ¸`¥Ø¡C
Suddenly
Wen Xiang understood. The computer planned to broadcast live
to Earth what was going to take place in the Shuttle. There would be hundreds of millions of
people waiting to see this horrific live show.
¡u§AÌnÂ༽¶Ü¡H¡v
¡§You're going to broadcast it?¡¨
¡u³oºØ¥Í¦º§ñÃöªº¯u¹ê·s»D¡A¦h¦~Ãø±o¤@¨£¡C¡v
¡§Real life and death news doesn't come
along very often."
¡u¤£¦æ¡A§Ú¦³Áô¨pÅv¡I¡v
¡§No way. I have
a right to privacy!¡¨
¡u§Ú̧@¤£¤F¥D¡A¹k¥Û¯A¤Î¤½¦@¦w¥þ¡A³o¬O·s»D¡C¡v
¡§We can¡¦t do anything about that. Meteorites are a matter of public
safety. This is news.¡¨
¨¥½Í¶¡¡A¨º¼SÁn¶V¨Ó¶V¬x¼F¡Aª½¦ü¤d¦ÊÓ©t»î³¥°¡Aº©¤Ñ¸Ì¸¹´H³Ú°§¡C¥»¨Ó§e·t¬õ¦âªº¦Ì²É¡A²{¦b¤w¤j±o¹³Áû¤õ¯]¡A¦b¨Ó¸ô¤W¤£Â_¦a½ºu¡C¤õ¯]¥|¶g¦ü¥GÁÙ°éµÛ¤@½ü²H²Hªºª÷¨~¡A¤×¨ä¬O¦b¦V¶§ªº¤@±¡AÁôÁô¬ù¬ùªxµÛ¯Q¬õªºÀô§Îªi¥ú¡C
As
they were talking, the howling sound grew louder and sharper. It sounded like hundreds of wandering
ghosts, cold and hungry, their shrieks filling the heavens. This dark-red grain of rice was now as
big as a fiery pearl, bouncing in their direction. The fiery pearl appeared to be
surrounded by a light golden aura, especially on the side facing the sun, where
a halo of dark-red light was intermittently seen.
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Though
Wen Xiang had prepared himself for this, when he saw
the meteorite coming straight for him, he wondered if the computer could have
made an error when calculating the track.
A minor mistake of only a small percent would mean instant life or
death. Instinctively, he looked
around him. His Moon Shuttle was
designed for personal use. With
only a single seat and a translucent shield overhead, it looked empty and there
was nowhere to hide.
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The
sharp howl was even louder than before and was now accompanied by a rumbling
sound. Under this circumstance and
the predicted danger, the shadow of death slowly gathered and crept into Wen Xiang¡¦s mind.
Was he really unafraid of death?
Truthfully speaking, of course he was. In recent years, with the advance of
science and technology, human beings had a better understanding of life and
death. However, to understand is
one thing but without experiencing it personally, human beings can never really
understand what it means.
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Wen
Xiang knew that energy is never destroyed. He also understood that the composition
of the human body is only a sequential change of energy. Being alive is a process of energy
change and death is next in line of succession. As long as one follows natural law and
lets energy runs its course, life and death each follow in turn, just like
morning and evening. There is no
difference between them.
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Suddenly,
the Shuttle rocked violently and Wen Xiang awoke from
his reverie. .
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¡§Oh, no!¡¨ Wen Wa
cried. Apparently, something had
gong wrong. ¡§How could the
calculation be wrong? Yes, this
meteorite has suddenly been magnetized!
A huge magnetic field has been created!¡¨
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Upon
hearing this Wen Xiang was stunned. He had no time to think. His scalp began to tingle and a chill
seized his entire body. The
fireball directly in front of him was roaring and tumbling straight in his
direction. Though growing, at first
the ball hadn't been very big, and Wen Xiang hadn't
felt threatened. However, by now it
had grown to the size of a human head and was dark-red in color. With its axis tilted at a 50 degree
angle, it was spinning very fast.
Even more alarming was how rapidly it grew in size with each turn.
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Wen
Xiang¡¦s hands tightly griped the arms of his chair,
his body unable to function and his mind numb. He had a sense of release from worldly
cares, of helplessness. ¡§This is it.
The Grim Reaper's finally got me.¡¨
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At
that instant, Wen Xiang only had eyes for the rapidly
increasing red light in front of him, followed the next instant by a blinding
white light. His body was violently
shaken¡K there was a bang so loud it seemed like the end of the world was at
hand, and thousands of colored silk threads and various phantom images rose
from the explosion. The Moon
Shuttle had been struck hard by countless stone fragments and sand. Like a bullet casing from a fired gun, it
was sent flying into the space.
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On
Earth, three or four hundred thousand kilometers distant, billions of viewers
were sitting on the hydraulic chairs used for virtual reality, intently
observing this scene. After seeing
the announcement of ¡§breaking news¡¨, everyone knew a thrilling event would be
televised live. After careful
editing by computer, the film of this live event was even more realistic and
terrifying than what Wen Xiang had personally
experienced.
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A
person's chair is like a seat on the Moon Shuttle. In front of them, there is an ion
screen. The sound and display quality
as well as chair movement and animation quality all depend on one¡¦s pocket
book. Once it was enlarged, the
fireball resembled a mob of fiendish demons straight from hell and was
terrifying in the extreme. The
intensity of sound was beyond words.
To top it off, the most breath-taking experience for viewers was the
violent movement of their chairs, causing viewers to break out in a cold sweat
and half scaring everyone of them out of their wits.
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Because
everybody knew this was being broadcast live, it made it even easier for
viewers to believe they were experiencing a real event. The world of Man had been at peace for a
long time, and everyone was absorbed in his or her own private world. When there is nothing lacking in life,
man will always begin to seek new excitement and thrills. As one experiences more and more
stories, in the long run, spurred by various illusions and fantasies, people
can no longer tell the difference between fact and fiction.
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The
20th century was marked by chaos. Earth was left looking like the site of
a recent Mardi Gras celebration.
Problems such as the threat of nuclear weapons; the division of north
and south; destruction of the ecosystem; the energy crises; environmental
pollution; and social turmoil, all surfaced. As the 21st century began,
mankind was confronted with the problem of a global recession.
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The problem originated from man¡¦s oversized
ego and ignorance. With the end of
the cold war, communism collapsed.
People thought the era of global capitalism had arrived. An American named John Grey wrote a book
called ¡§False Dawn: The Delusions of Global Capitalism¡¨, where he strongly criticized
global capitalism, saying that without an organized system of reliable rules,
¡§global capitalism¡¨ would free opportunists to do as they pleased. Ultimately, such an economic system was
doomed to break down and in the process, bring about a catastrophe of
unprecedented scale.
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Just
as predicted, by 1997 the number games played by capitalists had become a
battlefield manipulated by these international opportunists. Asia was the first region to feel the
effect. Because of stock market
manipulation by opportunists, several newly developed industrial nations
experienced consecutive years of economic recession and financial
meltdown. This condition later
spread to the unhealthy nations of Russia and South America. By the millennium year, as the 20th
century passed into the 21st century, it had finally reached the
unsinkable flagships of materialism ¡V the U.S. and the EU. As a result, global economic order
collapsed.
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High unemployment, inflation; one problem followed another. The free economy became a means of aggression on the part of risk-takers. Decades of prosperity built with oil, in the manner of paper buildings burned for the dead (Note 6), were instantly reduced to ashes in an incinerator. Just when democracy was being highly praised and communist power collapsing, the sharp fangs of the economy turned it into a scapegoat.
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Nobody
would have thought that totalitarian governments such as China, Cuba and the
Islamic nations of the Middle East would remain unaffected. Combining resources they once again
became active on the world stage.
Before long, socialism once again flourished, but in a modified form. Countries such as Russia and those of
East Europe were forced, one by one, to return to their prior form of
government.
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The
long-term effect of this was that under a democratic system, for the majority
of people, the satisfaction of personal gain surpassed goodwill towards
others. In 1996 and 1997, global
meetings such as the ¡§Earth Summit Meeting¡¨ and ¡§Kyoto Meeting¡¨ were held in
Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, and Kyoto, Japan.
During these meetings, issues such as setting standards for the control
of carbon dioxide emission, the protection of tropical forests, and the control
of various industrial chemicals, were raised for discussion.
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Who would have thought that the participants in these meetings had their own dark schemes. Those industrial nations originally responsible for these problems had been using destructive methods for a long while. They relied too heavily on their economic growth. Though acknowledging that mankind was confronted with a choice of life or death, they were unable to reduce the demands of their own citizens. Instead, they hoped that the third world countries would clean up the mess for them. Some people even went so far as to say, ¡§The whole world has benefited from the development of industry. Therefore, industrial countries should not be held solely responsible.¡¨
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Though
in November 1998, the 160 countries participating in the ¡§UN Climate Summit
Meeting¡¨ jointly signed a ¡§Buenos Aires Plan of Action¡¨, and listed methods for
implementing the ¡§Kyoto Protocol¡¨.
But because of the uncooperative attitude of a few large industrial
nations, nothing further came of it.
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How
many people can really see into the future? Even if they could, who would risk being
ground down by the giant, swiftly spinning wheel of free economy? Democracy is limited by economy;
political trends incline towards democracy; and politics in turn are influenced
by economics. Ever since this one way steam engine was
invented in the 19th century, there has been no turning back.
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Ironically, the slowdown of economic
development, had the unexpected result of solving the ecosystem crisis on
Earth. In 2006, Japanese scientists
discovered a kind of anaerobic that could quickly break up all kinds of trash
in massive quantity to improve oxygen environment quality. As a result, an energy-recycle industry
was developed and further advancements made it possible to reduce the cost of
energy production. The financial
condition of the private citizen began to recover. As part of this restructuring a global
monetary system was established.
With the regulation of fair trade the economy gradually began to revive.
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Then,
after more than 10 years of this kind of new thought, the study of wisdom
replaced science in importance.
Civilization once again became colorful and unique. Science and thinking were combined into
one. There was equilibrium between
rationality and feeling. Using the
stages of human growth as a metaphor, we can say that before the 20th
century, the civilization of man was between infancy and youth. After the burst of growth at the end of
the 20th century, it seemed as if man had overnight suddenly grown
into adulthood!
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The
major discovery of this century was probably the ¡§thermoelectric effect¡¨. According to thermodynamics, the work of
energy produces useless ¡§heat¡¨.
Heat is energy in transit, continually passing from an area of higher
temperature to one of lower temperature.
It flows in only one direction and is irreversible. ¡§Entropy¡¨ is therefore produced.
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¡§Heat¡¨ is actually the harmonic movement of substance
molecules produced by energy stimulation.
In any aspect of physics if the temperature is above absolute zero, it
means energy exists and the molecules will be in constant motion. From the standpoint of man's sense
organs, various levels of temperature are produced according to the amount of
vibrating energy.
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The
invention of the ¡§semiconductor¡¨ in the last century ¡V the forerunner of
¡§interface¡¨ technology ¡V launched the information age. The semiconductor is a man-made
conductive substance which can combine electric currents into a single vector. Heat is another form of energy. Viewed from the standpoint of ¡§interface¡¨,
since substance molecules can make electricity into a single vector, they
should be able to transform heat into a single vector as well.
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After
considerable effort, scientists were able to take advantage of molecular
sequences. They placed the
substance molecule that can best conduct heat on the outside, and placed a row
of molecules which carries a positive hole inside the former. These two sets of molecules function as
an electric circuit. Heat vibration
pushes the moving electrons outside the molecule into the hole, thereby forming
an electric current.
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The
thermo-electric effect transforms heat into
electricity. Through the reversal
of energy, the universe becomes a perpetual motion machine. Materials that produce this thermoelectric
effect are collectively known as ¡§thermostatic materiel¡¨, or ¡§thermo-electric equipment¡¨.
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With
thermostatic materiel, production of solar energy becomes easy and
practical. Even room temperature
can be used to generate electricity.
In this way everything related to daily life, such as food, clothes,
architecture, and transportation has undergone a dramatic revolution, bringing
a new perspective to the entire field of business.
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During this period molecular engineering
made great progress. Wafer
technology has developed the micro-molecular structure. A capacitor is only a type of densely
installed structural molecule whose size has been reduced hundreds of thousands
of times. A semiconductor, not to
mention the computer, is nothing more than complex molecules. By today's standards, the personal
computer used at the end of the 20th century, amounts to no more than
a group of complex molecule structures.
Today's CPU is smaller than one cubic millimeter.
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At
about the same time, an American scientist discovered ribonucleic acid (RNA),
the controlling factor in human metabolism. By altering RNA, one can choose whatever
age they pleas and keep their youthful looks. Also flourishing is the technology for
reproducing human body parts. Any
organ or limb can either be repaired or re-grown. Scientists are eulogized by the public
and the populace has enthusiastically embraced this new era. Man¡¦s dreams from time immemorial were
all fulfilled in the space of ten or twenty years.
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Advances
in food science are even more striking.
A Brazilian scientist using micro-molecular chemistry determined the
molecular formula of chlorophyll and enzymes. This means that as long as there is
energy a variety of synthetic foods can be produced by the use of computerized
¡§molecular combination¡¨ technology.
From that point on, regardless of whether poor or rich, people were free
from hunger.
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These
many inventions and discoveries were all made possible with the advent of the
AI Computer. In the year 2012, an
anonymous Chinese scientist designed the first ¡§concept network¡¨ CPU. This CPU includes a ¡§common sense
databank¡¨ which is based on the structure of Chinese characters and allows
communication in both the spoken and written language.
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A
new wave of information competition began immediately. In no time, various related translation
systems appeared, every one of them eager to make use of this CPU.
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Strangely enough, the inventor seemed
unaware of the limitless business potential of his important invention. Management of the CPU was entrusted to
an organization made up of the world-ranked scholars in the humanities. They were well aware they had been
entrusted with a great responsibility and accepted on the condition that it be
used for the benefit of all mankind.
Manufacturers were required to strictly adhere to the regulations
governing the use of this CPU.
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Just
like some t.v. soap opera that seems to run forever,
within the space of a few years business alliances and mergers proliferated and
commercial spying became rampant..
Everyone wanted to have exclusive control of the market so they could
swallow the last of this very large pie.
But the scholars held to their principles. Though there were many death threats,
they refused to yield. In the end,
all corporations in this industry finally agreed to a unified standard. Using this CPU, each would design a new
AI Computer model and compete in a free market.
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The
AI Computer is equipped with powerful functions. Though no bigger in size than a
wristwatch, one can use it to go online and communicate with others in natural
language. Once it appeared on the
market, it quickly achieved worldwide popularity. Nowadays every person in the world has
one. For children, it is an
interesting toy; for teenagers, it is their mentor; for the middle-aged person,
it is their partner at work; for seniors, talking with it is a means of whiling
away their hours of boredom.
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Of course, the situation was not as
simple as it seemed. In order to
win profits, business organizations had done their best to change the
applications of the AI Computer.
However, this concept CPU was built with a pre-set ideology based
entirely on traditional Chinese thinking.
Therefore, many militants began to protest. Technicians, on the other hand, were
doing their utmost to crack the code in order to change the ideology. However, before the last engineer gave
up trying, consumers had already adapted to the new morality and formed its
most loyal supporters.
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In
this manner a new battlefield was created between religious institutions and
political authority. Year after
year they have never stopped vying with one another for advantage. By 2024, the capability of the AI
Computer was fully recognized.
Thanks to the help of computer networks, the entire world had long been
closely linked into a single unit, and the Computer Alliance became the most
powerful self-directed organization on the Internet.
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In
that same year, a clear message from outer space was transmitted to Earth. After being translated by computer, it
proved beyond doubt that highly intelligent beings existed in outer space. Man finally realized that if they unite
in joint effort, it was possible they would relegated to the status of space
slaves. The 2024 Forum was the
result of this concern. With the
support of highly respected politicians and scholars, the computer age was
officially inaugurated.
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However,
in this new age most people were concerned with how to manage, day after day,
year after year, to endure the endless, eternal life that stretched before
them. In response to this, various
kinds of sense stimulation were created.
People greedily abandoned themselves to pleasures of the senses. Interaction between people ceased almost
entirely. Everybody used their
personal computers to create their own dreams.
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Audiovisual hardware became part of the
human senses. New versions of
¡§Personal Experience Reality¡¨, ¡§Virtual Reality¡¨, and ¡§Illusory Reality¡¨, were
constantly being designed, improved, and modified. One thing lacking however, were programs
to meet people¡¦s endless needs.
Finally, even the computer-controlled dream-creating machine became very
popular. This computer was not only
capable of controlling dreams, it could connect each dream to a previous one,
enabling dreams to be continued.
Dreams became indistinguishable from reality.
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In
this fashion, people lived in several different worlds. One was the tedium and boredom of
everyday life; another was the personally designed dream world; and a third was
the stories and fantasies created by others. People had to stop and consider where
they were at any given moment: reality or the world of illusion. Otherwise they would become a
laughingstock.
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As
the various media simultaneously broadcast this Moon meteorite, each viewer
reacted in their own subjective way, according to differences in personal
feelings and awareness. Some
treated it as a new theme, and were ready to collect the images for use in
creating their own future dreams.
Others thought they were in a dream and fought to control that
dangerously speeding fireball. Of
course there were those who thought they were merely watching the news and
remained detached. They just wanted
to see how things would turn out.
Only those unable to distinguish true reality from illusion; this night
from any other night; with the assistance of their Personal Experience Reality
equipment, thought they were actually being attacked by a meteorite.
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As
the fireball spun closer and closer, the sound turned into the angry rumble of
huge surf pounding on the shore, scaring viewers out of their wits. Suddenly, a light flashed across the
screen, and without warning the fragile Moon Shuttle somersaulted through
space. The force generated by the
abrupt movement of the Shuttle flung Wen Xiang to one
side. At the same time, viewers
sitting in their reality simulators were thrown to the ground by the reaction
of their hydraulic sensory device.
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All
this happened in only one brief instant as the fireball continued swiftly on
its course, finally striking the Moon's surface. Viewers saw a blinding white light
suddenly leap towards them as all simulators were violently overturned. The earth seemed to tilt from the
violent impact and viewers were thrown to the ground. In the sudden power outage that
followed, it seemed in the dark as if the universe had been destroyed. Everyone was terrified and the sound of
oaths and screams rose and fell on all sides. In an instant the world of man had been
transformed into a hell.
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For
those viewers who were not mentally prepared, the abrupt change of those few seconds
seemed to last an eternity. As soon
as power was restored a 2-line message appeared on the screen: ¡§To all viewers:
because the mid-way satellite station was overwhelmed, electricity was cut off
for 3 seconds, but has now been partially restored. We apologize for this
inconvenience.¡¨
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People
spoiled by comfort over a long period of time were suddenly brought face to
face with an undeniable reality ¡V there is no guarantee of safety, even in
heaven. However the price paid for
this surprise was too high.
Thousands of people throughout the world were felled by heart
attacks. Though the rest admitted
to having been given a start, down inside they remained fearful. They had finally come into contact with
the terror of near-death experience.
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At
last the main frames were restored and personal computers were once again back
in operation. Each computer
explained in detail to its owner what had happened. The vast viewer audience had created too
great a drain on the power needed to operate the hydraulic equipment. And then when such a powerful shock was
transmitted at the moment of impact, the load far exceeded safety limits¡K
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Why
didn't the computer foresee this incident?
Of course, the computer is not god, and since it isn't a god, wouldn't
this mean the ideas of an earthly paradise may also be an illusion? If a meteorite were to really strike,
wouldn¡¦t eternal life become just another 21st century myth?
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After a thorough investigation, the
computer found the problem was located in the magnetic field of ¡§Mogao Peak¡¨.
Because the attacking meteorite was a mass of iron it was strongly
attracted by magnetic force. It did
not change its orbiting course until it had drawn near. Compared with the pre-calculated
figures, it missed the predicted impact site by over 200 meters. Fortunately, the computer had discovered
this mistake in time to make the necessary corrections. The Moon Shuttle automatically lifted
off and a protecting ion shield was activated. However, the meteorite struck with an
explosive power equivalent to a million tons of TNT. The Moon Shuttle could not withstand an
impact of this magnitude and was flung for a distance of more than 1 kilometers
before falling to the Moon surface.
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Wen
Xiang slowly opened his eyes. Everything around him was very
still. He could see nothing but
darkness. He couldn't feel
anything. Wen Xiang's
first thought was: "I'm dead!"
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¡§Wen Wa!¡¨ He felt his throat moving. He instinctively called the computer but
there was no response.
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Could this be death? Otherwise, why was it so dark? We obviously collided with that meteor
just now. I must be dead! But my senses are intact. I can still move my hands and feet, but
that's about it. Everything else is
a blank.
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He
tried to remember what had happened.
He had been observing a meteorite from the Moon Shuttle. But before that? He he'd been a coding engineer stationed
on the Moon. And before the
Moon? Yes. In the distant past, there was a person
that he could not forget. Xiao Qian! Ah!
What a way to die. Not only
had he lost his computer, but Xiao Qian was still there to haunt him and he was stuck in this
emptiness. There was truth to the
old adage that life is better than death.
Where could he flee after this?
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Just
as his thoughts were wandering, a faint light began to take shape before his
eyes. Upon closer examination it
turned out to be the old familiar Moon Shuttle, except that now it lay on its
side. Apparently, it had fallen
from the sky.
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¡§That was close.
But we're still alive.¡¨ Wen Wa was speaking.
¡u«ç»ò¦^¨Æ¡H§ÚÌ«ç»ò¤F¡H¡v
¡§What¡¦s going on?
What happened to us?¡¨
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¡§We¡¦re o.k. But
there was a major disaster on earth.
Hurry, let¡¦s get out of here!¡¨
As she was talking, the Shuttle shook and slowly righted itself. It was obviously still operable.
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Wen
Xiang felt his blood surge through his body. For a moment he was numb and couldn't
move.
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By
this time the Moon Shuttle had begun its upward ascent. With the power back, all lighting
equipment was restored to normal.
Outside the window a completely different vista presented itself. A crater over 10 meters deep and 200 to
300 meters in circumference abruptly appeared about 1 kilometer behind
them. A
dark-red glow issued
from its center.
.
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¡§I just remember there was suddenly a
powerful white light, then the sky turned upside down and I was
unconscious. So the power was out. How come the explosion was so
violent?¡¨
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¡§That's because we activated our
emergency Moon protection system.
Otherwise, not only would you and I be dead, the earth would have
suffered even greater damage."
¡u³o©M¦a²y¦³¤°»òÃö«Y¡H¡v
¡§What does this have to do with the Earth?¡¨
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¡§¡¥Blame it on the Personal
Experience Reality¡¦ system. Because
2 billion viewers were tuned in at the same time, when the Moon Shuttle was
hit, the signal was transmitted to their hydraulic equipment. At that instant, peak wattage reached 5
billion kw, and 5 mid-way stations burned out and
were destroyed."
¡u¬¡¸Ó¡A§AÌn´ú¸Õ§Ú¡Iµ²ªG¬O§@Ä^¦Û¨ü¡I¡v
¡§Serves you right. You wanted to test ME! You've brought it all on yourselves!¡¨
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¡§This wasn't to test you. It was to satisfy the demands of those
people on Earth! They fear death
but they love to watch other people risk their lives. No matter how many stories we make up
for them, they always complain they aren't realistic enough!¡¨
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¡§Who gives a damn about them!¡¨
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¡§We have to give a damn. This is the task that was given to us!¡¨
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Wen
Xiang was silent. He had been thinking about such
questions for a long time. A life
without death. There was nothing
new under the sun. Had man become
an insatiable monster? No wonder
this ¡§dangerous mission¡¨ profession had been created. He thought he could escape from the
world of man. He never imagined
that he would become a pet, to be kept and monitored.
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This thought made him feel better. Data coding was an excuse anyway. Since he himself was indifferent to such
matters as life or death, glory or shame, why not do as the cold-blooded
computer did, and dutifully play his own role to entertain others? So, Wen Xiang
sighed: ¡§Let¡¦s go. No need to test
me again. My choice will always be
500 meters!¡¨
NOTES:
1. Li. A Chinese measure of distance.
2. Jia Bauyu ¸ëÄ_¥É; the main character in the novel Dream of the
Red Chamber. He lived in Yi Hong
courtyard of the family mansion.
3. ¡§Soup of
forgetfulness¡¨ °g»î´ö: Chinese believe that when a person is about to
be reborn, he or she is required to drink this soup so they will not remember
their past life.
4. Ximen Qing ¦èªù¼y: a
famous character from the classical novel, The Golden Lotus (ª÷²~±ö), whose name
became synonymous with sexual excess.
5. Wu Gang §dè: In Chinese myth, a man doomed to forever hack
away on the Moon at a laurel tree that never ceases growing.
6. ¡§Paper buildings
burned for the dead¡¨ ¯È½kªºß¼Ó: The Chinese traditionally burned small paper
buildings for the deceased in the belief this would ensure them a home in the
netherworld.