Starting as a Wallfacer, his defection to the Three-Body Problem shocked the world.

Garden of Eden.

Luo Ji and Zhuang Yan have already left this place; this paradise on earth is now only left with the Taylor family.

Over the course of several years, Taylor has transformed the area into a farm.

In the fields in front of his house, all kinds of vegetables and fruits are grown.

In the distance, a huge medieval windmill was erected. However, since Ding Yi realized controlled nuclear fusion technology, energy is no longer an issue, so this windmill serves more of a decorative purpose.

People say that those who dwell on the past have no future.

Kant's voice sounded behind Taylor. Taylor turned around and saw Garnin and Kant coming this way.

"Chairman Galnin, what brings you here?"

Taylor was somewhat surprised, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Does the PDC need me to handle something tricky?"

Kanté smiled.

"Yes, it's tricky."

"what's up?"

"Have a couple of drinks with us."

Taylor:…

The three men set up a stove next to Taylor's windmill and started a picnic. Galnin took two bottles of wine from the trunk of his car and handed them to the two men.

"So, you've retired?"

Taylor filled his glass to the brim and took a big gulp.

"Pretty much. The PDC originally wanted to keep us, planning to put us into hibernation or give us cell division and regeneration fluid, which could extend our lives to at least three hundred years old, but we refused," Kant said.

"But to be honest, we don't have much hope for the future. Instead of struggling, we might as well enjoy the present."

"Just like those who are unwilling to spend money to hibernate, no one knows whether an accident or tomorrow will come first."

“Unlike you, you’ve entered retirement almost ten years ahead of schedule. We’re all so envious of you.” Galnin leaned his head against the stone wall behind him. The windmill above them creaked and groaned, as if taking them back to the golden age before the Trisolaran crisis.

"So what are your plans next?" Taylor asked.

“We plan to come and stay with you, and we’ll live here for the rest of our lives. The PDC has agreed, and it’s time for us to experience the leisurely life that Luo Ji has.”

Taylor shook his head slightly upon hearing this.

"Luo Ji's life isn't as easy as you think. You know, he and Lin Xuan are actually both working on their own wall-facing plans at the same time."

At this point, the group became interested.

“Tell me more about it,” Kant said with a smile.

"I was his handover officer, how come I had no idea he was so great?"

"That's because you're not a Wallfacer, Kant."

Taylor suddenly became serious.

“Every Wallfacer has their own plans, both overt and covert. Although I was a Wallfacer for less than a month, I could empathize with the other Wallfacers. It was like a machine that was constantly running, but the program was running in the background, so you couldn’t see it.”

The three of them were silent.

After a long pause, Galnin asked in return.

"And you, what are you planning to do?"

Taylor paused for a moment.

"I have submitted a hibernation application to the PDC. I want to go to the future to see."

"The future? What are you looking at, the war of apocalypse?"

Taylor shook his head slightly.

"No, I don't care about the outcome of that war at all. I just want to see what kind of earth-shattering plan Lin Xuan is hiding behind all this!"

……

"I heard that Dr. Ding Yi almost had a breakdown while helping a first-grade student with their homework. Is that true?"

After returning from space, Wang Miao inquired about the events that had occurred at the Red Coast Base over the past few days with an air of morbid curiosity.

Zhang Xiang smiled helplessly and gestured towards the room next door.

"Hey, it's in the next room. Dr. Ding Yi has been driven almost to madness by that girl Luo Congmin these past few days. I can hear him roaring every time I come home. I used to think Dr. Ding Yi was a very easy-going person who never lost his temper."

"It really proves the saying: no homework, father and son are loving and filial; homework, chaos ensues."

Wang Miao smiled and waved his hand.

"Tch, that's because he doesn't know how to teach students. So what if he's a three-time Nobel Prize winner in physics? When it comes to teaching children, Dr. Ding Yi is a complete novice with absolutely no experience."

"Haven't you heard the saying, 'There are no students who can't be taught, only teachers who can't teach'? I think Dr. Ding Yi is just too incompetent."

As Wang Miao spoke, he pushed open the door to the room, while Ding Yi's roaring continued.

"I asked you to write down your work unit, and what kind of garbage did you write? A refrigerator with a 2mm diameter, a pencil with a 15-meter diameter? Do you believe I'll pull out my 40-meter-long machete and chop you to death?!"

Upon hearing this, Luo Congmin remained silent for two seconds.

"Your 40-meter-long machete is just the right size to sharpen my 15-meter-long pencil."

Ding Yi: ...

"Let this world just hurry up and be destroyed."

"Hahahaha!"

Wang Miao, standing at the door, laughed until her stomach hurt.

"Dr. Ding, look at you, getting so angry while teaching a primary school student."

Ding Yi was speechless. Seeing that Wang Miao had arrived, he decided to hand over the task of taking care of Luo Congmin to him.

"What are you laughing at? If you're so capable, you teach me."

“I’ll do it, I’ll definitely teach you better than you,” Wang Miao said with a smile.

Seeing that Wang Miao had taken the bait, Ding Yi quickly nodded.

"Okay, you said it, no take-backs!"

After saying that, he left as if fleeing.

Wang Miao pursed his lips.

"Tch, a PhD in physics, huh? Doesn't he know that kids are naturally playful?"

"Children should be allowed to learn about the world through play, which will stimulate their thinking and make them love learning."

As Wang Miao spoke, he rummaged through the pile of toys for a while, and finally found what he wanted.

A train, and some model railway tracks.

He first laid the rails in an "A" shape, and then tied one person and five people to the two ends of the fork in the track, thus creating a classic "trolley problem".

"Come on, Congmin, Uncle Wang has a question for you. There's a train here, and innocent passersby are tied to the tracks on both sides."

"The train was originally going to run over the five people on the left track, but you now have a choice: you can change the train's course to the right, which would save the five people, but the person on the right would die. What would you do?"

Wang Miao remembered that Zhuang Yan had said that Luo Congmin should become smarter so that she could survive the upcoming Trisolaran crisis.

The trolley problem was precisely a test for Luo Congmin.

An overly kind-hearted saint cannot survive in this environment.

If Luo Congmin is willing to sacrifice herself to save everyone, Wang Miao wants to take the initiative to intervene in the girl's thinking, at least to teach her some selfish traits so that she can live longer.

Just as Wang Miao was thinking about how to deal with Luo Congmin's two different choices, Luo Congmin made a move.

She reached out and pressed the switch, diverting the train to the only pedestrian on the right.

"Hmm, so her choice is to sacrifice herself for the greater good? She's such a kind child. Looks like I need to find a way to make her selfish..."

Before Wang Miao could finish his thought, Luo Congmin suddenly pressed the button again after the first carriage of the train had moved to the right, causing the train to change course.

Then, the entire train drifted sideways across the tracks, knocking all six people on the left and right tracks flying off.

Wang Miao: ? ? ? ?

I thought he was a living Buddha, but it turns out he's a living Yama.