The Earth is Online - Chapter 1

[Chapter One]

When the library opened at nine in the morning, there were already seven or eight people waiting at the door, all of them white-haired old people. Today is Monday, unlike the weekend, many parents will bring their children to the city library to read books. Those who come to the library on weekdays are generally only retired elderly people.

Outside the library is a busy and busy world. The library is silent, and the sound of flipping books sounds softly.

At ten o’clock, more and more people came to the library.

Tang Mo sat in front of the computer to help check in one by one. He kept typing the book number on the keyboard with his left hand, and clicked the mouse with his right hand to confirm. After doing all this, he raised his head: “It’s been almost a month since the last book was borrowed, haven’t you read it yet?”

In front of her was a plainly dressed middle-aged woman, who smiled and shook her head: “No, my son is slow in reading. Does it matter if you don’t return the book for a month?”

Tang Mo: “One month is a free period. After that, you will be charged 10 cents per day for borrowing books.” After a pause, he added: “If you lose the book, you will have to pay for the original price. This book is 82 yuan.”

The woman’s expression changed: “It’s so expensive… Well, I’ll let that stinky boy read the book when I get home today.” After speaking, she turned around and left.

Tang Mo watched the woman stride away, Junxiu’s face did not show much expression, and took the next person’s library card to help him swipe it.

“Didn’t finish it? I think I lost the book.” A clear female voice sounded.

Tang Mo swiped his card and said, “Maybe.”

There was a hint of disdain in the female voice: “50 yuan for a library card, 82 yuan for the book. I don’t think she will come to us again.”

“I don’t think I will come again.” Director Wang, who was in charge of the reception at the front desk, came over and patted Tang Mo’s shoulder, “Xiao Tang, go and see what that magic stick is doing. I just watched him walk over there. Go to the corner, there is a dead corner for monitoring, but nothing happens.”

Tang Mo nodded lightly and walked towards the corner.

Suzhou City Library is located in the center of the city. It has three floors. Most of the third floor are books on humanities and history. Tang Mo walked from the service desk to the southeast corner, passed through more than 30 bookshelves, and searched again, only to find the magic stick.

Suzhou in November is already a bit chilly. The cold wind howling outside the window makes the window bang, and the sun shines through the window, but it makes people warm. The god stick sat cross-legged on the ground by the window, with five or six books beside him, and they were scattered there. .

Tang Mo pursed his lips and walked up to pick up the book resignedly: “Mr. Chen, there are tables and chairs in our library, you can read books there.”

“Reading…reading…reading what…”

Tang Mo glanced at the brick book he just picked up: “The Secret of the Disappearance of Mayan Civilization?”

The magic stick suddenly raised his head, stared at a pair of bloodshot eyes, and said in horror: “Do you know the secret of the disappearance of the Mayan civilization?”

Tang Mo lightly raised the corners of his lips: “I don’t know, you know?”

“I know, of course I know.” The god stick suddenly got excited, got up and said: “They have offended the manifestation of God. The Guru Khan they believe in is a false god, not a manifestation of God at all. They Offended God, so they all died. God is the only, eternal, offense against God will die!”

Tang Mo had heard these words countless times, but he didn’t take it to heart at all. The library is open to the public, and I have seen too many strange things. Although this magic stick is strange enough, but people are not mentally ill, they can only be said to be fanatical religious elements, and they cannot be turned away.

Tang Mo casually said, “Where is the real god?”

The god stick’s expression suddenly froze.

Tang Mo smiled, holding the pile of books and planning to turn away.

This sentence he asked the magic stick many times. Shen stick started to come to the library a year ago to read books, and he was busy all day long, and he had to divination every day to find a seat. But once the staff asked him “Who is God?” he would shut up, like a wilted cabbage, and left the library in a short while.

Tang Mo turned and left with the book in his arms. The moment he turned his head, he heard a low and mysterious voice behind him: “God is there.”

Tang Mo’s footsteps stopped suddenly.

He turned to look.

Standing by the window, the god stick pointed to the black giant tower suspended above the city not far away, showing a very god stick smile: “God is coming soon.”

Tang Mo: “…”

as long as you are happy.

The bus that Tang Mo takes to go home from get off work every day passes through the city center. He sits by the window and listens to music with headphones on. Just as a song ended, the voice of two high school girls in the car discussing entered his ears.

“Black Tower! I’ll take a picture.”

“Are you still shooting? What’s so good about this thing? No one wants to watch it now.”

“Just pat it, send it to a circle of friends, and the title is a day trip to the Black Tower.”

“There must be no likes. Hey, the guy sitting at the window is so handsome, you might as well photograph him, there must be a lot of likes, maybe he can become an internet celebrity, so he is called… bus boy! You Take a quick shot.”

The next song started, Tang Mo raised his right hand to cover his face calmly, turned his head and looked out the window, ignoring the two girls. He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the giant black tower floating above Suzhou.

Amidst the tall buildings of the city, a huge black tower stands high in the air. The tower is in the shape of a quadrangular pyramid, similar to the Egyptian pyramids, but it is not gold, it is black. Its base spans the entire center of Suzhou, almost covering the city under it. The deserted moonlight shines on the ground through the black tower without any obstruction.

Six months ago, the tower suddenly appeared in the center of Suzhou. Tang Mo had just arrived at the library for work at the time. He went out in a hurry in the morning and didn’t read the news. As soon as he went to the street, the whole of Suzhou was already fried.

The bus is gone, not even a taxi can be stopped.

All the cars drove frantically towards the city center. Tang Mo was still a little awake, and he couldn’t understand the situation. When he looked up, he saw the huge black tower.

All the sleepiness disappeared at this moment.

Tang Mo almost thought it was 2012, the end of the world.

How can there be such a big thing!

I didn’t see it when I got off work last night, how could it suddenly appear there?

At first, Tang Mo wondered if this was some kind of construction of the country. During that time, the Internet often boasted that the country’s infrastructure was very awesome. He could build an overpass in one night, and the eyes of foreigners were red with envy. Until he finally got a taxi and arrived in the city center, standing in the crowd and looking up: this tower is completely suspended in mid-air!

Completely suspended! At least 100 meters off the ground!

How can humans make castles in the air?

The big LED screen in the city center was playing the news: “At 8:00 in the morning, Beijing time, 1021 black towers appeared in the sky of major cities in my country and the ocean. It is reported that at the same time, black towers appeared on a large scale around the world. Please don’t panic, the state has established relevant departments to investigate the black tower incident. We have invited Professor Luo from the Department of Physics of Peking University to explain the relevant issues of the black tower incident for us, and now we are in touch with Professor Luo…”

World! boundary! end! day!

Everyone panicked. Tang Mo couldn’t go to work for two days, and countless people drove to the countryside, the farther away from the black tower, the better. However, the country has maintained the operation of the society very well. Three days later, Tang Mo received a notice to continue to work. After another week, many people came back after seeing that the black tower did not move.

Until now, half a year later, these black towers have become some kind of tourist attraction.

In the past few months, people in white research suits came to the bottom of the black tower every day, and brought in some large instruments, not knowing what they were checking. Now it will only be checked once every three days, and the stores near the black tower have also resumed operations.

Tang Mo rested his chin with one hand and looked at the black tower calmly. The bus turned a corner and left the black tower behind, never to be seen again.

After a casual meal in the evening, Tang Mo turned on the computer and logged in to QQ, and a chat box popped up.

[Victor: Sorry, I’ve been very busy recently and may not have time to play together. 】

Tang Mo glanced at the chat records. The message he sent last week was only returned today, and it seemed that he was really busy.

[Mulgar: It’s okay, we’ll play together when we have time in the future. 】

After sending the message, Tang Mo opened the bridge software. Who knew that Victor happened to be online this time, and he quickly got a reply.

[Victor: Come to a game, just a little time. 】

[Grinding sugar: good [smiley]]

Tang Mo invited Victor into the room, and soon the game started.

Tang Mo has been playing bridge for five years. When he was a freshman, a roommate was very obsessed with bridge. He said that it was a game that tested his IQ and was very compelling. He dragged Tang Mo into the pit. However, within a month, that roommate went to be addicted to other things, but Tang Mo quietly continued to play bridge for five years.

In the middle of the game, Tang Mo found an opportunity to make a contract. His eyes flashed, and before he played the card, he saw Victor suddenly play a club king. Tang Mo was stunned for a moment. As soon as this card of Victor was played, it killed his chance to make a contract this time.

Victor made a mistake?

Bridge is a 2v2 game. Tang Mo met Victor on the Internet a year ago. The two cooperated tacitly. Victor’s card skills were no worse than Tang Mo’s. But Victor has been very busy for the past six months, and he hasn’t even played in the past two months. It’s not impossible for him to be rusty.

Tang Mo looked at the number of tricks on both sides again, and suddenly realized: “He wants a grand slam?”

A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Tang Mo calmly played a card.

Half an hour later, the game ended and Tang Mo opened QQ.

[Mulgar: GJ, it’s still as good as before. 】

[Victor: GJ. 】

[grinding sugar: [smiley]]

Victor didn’t answer for a long time, Tang Mo guessed that he was busy again and didn’t speak again, and played a game of bridge by himself. When he came back from the fight, he saw that Victor sent a message: [I remember you once said that there is a black tower next to where you work? 】

[Mantang: Well, it’s about two hundred meters away, what’s wrong? 】

[Victor: I haven’t been there recently, there may be some problems. 】

Seeing this sentence, Tang Mo suddenly remembered the expression of Shen Gong who pointed at the black tower with a nervous expression this morning, and vowed to say “God is coming soon”. Victor and the stickman…

Tang Mo couldn’t help laughing out loud. After laughing for a long time, he held back and sent a message back: [I didn’t expect you to be a “Dangerous Black Tower”? But I work around there, so there may be no way to go less. 】

Victor didn’t force it, he said a few more words, and suddenly said that he had something to do, and the two said goodbye to the offline.

When the magic stick didn’t come to work the next day, Director Wang pulled Tang Mo in surprise and said, “The magic stick didn’t come today? I see that he punched the cards more often than me, so it’s not a problem if he didn’t come. Bar?”

Tang Mo: “Maybe there is something at home.”

Director Wang waved his hand: “Hey, what do you do, it’s better if you don’t come, or you’ll have to find someone to watch him. Xiao Tang Xiaozhao, you all work hard today, and find time to sort out the G-category books.”

Organizing books is something that librarians must do every day, and this position is not as leisurely as outsiders think. Xiao Zhao was going to go on a blind date at night, the little girl looked at Tang Mo eagerly, and Tang Mo said, “Go back first, I’ll just come alone.”

Xiao Zhao said gratefully, “Thank you Tang Mo, I’ll work overtime for you next time.”

Tang Mo nodded lightly and said nothing.

After working overtime until ten o’clock in the evening, Tang Mo left the library and got on the last bus.

There were very few people on the last bus, except for the driver, only Tang Mo and a middle-aged uncle. The uncle was sleeping soundly while sitting on the chair. Tang Mo’s cell phone was dead. He propped his chin and looked out the window boredly.

Many shopping malls in the city center were closed at this time, and the night in November was very cold, there were few people on the street, and the moonlight shone down coldly. Tang Mo looked at the neon signs flashing with colorful lights, the bus turned a corner, and the huge black tower suddenly came into sight.

After watching it for half a year, Tang Mo, like many people, no longer has any interest in this tower, and just watched it calmly.

Suddenly, he saw a small bug, or maybe a bird, and it was too far away to see clearly. Under the moonlight, this black little thing fluttered in the air, flying towards the dark giant tower. Tang Mo watched casually, watching the little thing fly to the side of the black tower, and stupidly continued to fly forward, headed towards the black tower.

Then, it seemed to hit something and suddenly fell to the ground.

Tang Mo just watched, the bus turned a corner again, and the black tower disappeared behind him.

The name of the platform of the next stop rang out on the bus, Tang Mo rested his left hand by the window, thinking about what to eat tonight. Suddenly, his eyes widened, he turned his head quickly, and leaned against the window to look at the black tower again. But the bus had already left, and it was impossible to see the black tower behind the bus.

Tang Mo’s heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his throat. After a long time, he settled down.

“…I must have read it wrong? The black tower is a phantom caused by optical pollution and has no entity.”

This is the mainstream statement in the current society, and many people do not believe it, but at least the black tower does not have any entity, it can only be seen, and cannot be touched at all.

Tang Mo closed his eyes, trying to forget the scene just now. But that scene kept replaying in his mind, and he couldn’t forget it until he went to bed at night, which caused him to fall asleep dizzily until the middle of the night.

When I woke up the next day, it was half past seven in the morning. Tang Mo hurry up to get up and brush his teeth, to catch the bus at 8:00 sharp. He quickly put on his clothes, picked up his backpack and left, but just as his hand touched the doorknob, a pleasant and smooth music suddenly sounded.

“Tink tink, tink tink, tinkle bell…”

Tang Mo turned his head to look in amazement. He didn’t find the source of the sound in the room, but the song “Jingle Bells” kept ringing. There are no lyrics, but everyone knows what song it is.

Tang Mo listened carefully to the voice, but couldn’t find the place where it came from. It seemed to be coming from all directions.

The next moment, Tang Mo’s body froze. He ran to the window at an unprecedented speed and looked at the huge black tower in the center of Suzhou from a distance. I saw colorful lights flashing on the giant tower, changing with the tone of this children’s song. When the last note fell, the colored light disappeared, and everything fell silent again into darkness.

A child-like clear voice sounded, with a high-pitched, high-pitched, loud voice unique to a child.

“Ding Dong! On November 15, 2017, the earth went online.”