Space-time SWAT

Sun Jikai has many titles and is a famous young traveler, explorer, photographer, racing driver and writer.

His pen name is Four Seasons Prodigal Son.

He lost his mother when he was young, and both his father and stepmother were killed in a plane crash when he graduated from college.He stuffed his younger siblings into an aristocratic boarding school and let himself go.

He loves to wander the world, likes to explore, likes to stimulate, likes to try all interesting activities.

He once rode a motorcycle across the Taklimakan Desert, and then followed a mountaineering team to the top of K[-]; he once drove an off-road vehicle to walk the Silk Road of the Han Dynasty alone, and by the way participated in the most difficult car race in the world, known as The Paris-Dakar Car Rally in the "Journey of Death"; once rode a bicycle to complete the Buddhist scriptures of Xuanzang in the Tang Dynasty, and then studied yoga in India; also joined a sailing team and participated in the World Sailing Competition. The southern port of Spain goes directly to the demon capital of China.

He often broadcasts live broadcasts and posts photos and travel notes on his official account.He never caters to readers and audiences, he only does what he loves. He does his own way and is rebellious, but he has won the hearts of countless fans.

Then, very abruptly, he ended his turbulent and magnificent life, temporarily settled in the imperial capital, accepted an invitation from a publishing company, and compiled his experiences into a book.

According to the publisher's plan, he will write a series.The first book "Snow on the Himalayas" was a big hit, the second book "Flowers of Taklimakan" was a hit, and the third book "Winds in the Pamirs" maintained its best-selling momentum.All three books have been listed on the major book sales charts, and the copyrights have been sold to countries all over the world, translated into various languages ​​and published, and popular in the West.The publisher took advantage of the great popularity and sold the film and television copyrights of the three books at high prices.

He never appeared on variety shows, did not accept exclusive interviews, and did not like to show his face in public. He only sat at home and collected royalties, and became a multi-millionaire, ranking No. 12 in the annual writer's income list.

He is currently working on his fourth book, The Rain at Bodh Gaya.

Publishers treated him like an ancestor.According to his request, he took the initiative to arrange for him to live in a lakeside villa in the outskirts, provide reliable housekeeping services, protect him from various reporters, and help him manage his fan base, so that he can live peacefully and write happily.

Sun Shukai does not code at home every day.He lives a very carefree life, often going out for a stroll, taking pictures of landscapes, street figures, and city scenes with his camera, and sometimes sitting in a stylish cafe for a long time, watching the people coming and going outside.

He felt that the imperial capital was boundless.In the desolate wilderness, he can always find his place, but in the imperial capital, he often gets lost.He gradually reduced the time he went out, and mostly stayed at home, wandering on the Internet in his spare time, looking for some fun.

In fact, the Internet is also a scary thing.Sun Jikai always felt as if there was another universe inside.Perhaps there is a supreme power incarnated, leading people in this world to create computers, and then let them "accidentally" invent the Internet, so thousands of people are crazy about it, and the Internet has completely changed their lives.

In the past, he'd schmoozed with a few cybersecurity experts who were traveling with them for a while.They told him that in the previous traditional industries, someone first discovered, invented, and manufactured something, and then opened up the market. However, network products and technologies first appeared with a huge market space, forcing people to work hard to create corresponding products. stuff to fill this market.

This is the most magical place.

In the silent late night, he is always in awe of the infinite space in the network that he entered through the computer.Although he is actually well versed in advanced technologies related to the Internet, he cannot control himself to imagine beyond reality.

Where did this thing come from in the first place?Or how did the first idea involving this thing come about?

It's incredible.

Maybe if you ask too many such questions, you will be as crazy or demented as those ancient philosophers.They also often think hard about who they are, where they came from, and where they are going, but they will never find a clear answer.

He sometimes tries to find like-minded people online, but it's hard.There are countless social networking sites and media, and the information posted on the Internet is like a small water drop in the ocean. It will be swept away by the waves just after it falls into the tide. There will be a ripple that draws attention.

Sun Jikai naturally wouldn't buy a navy.He just occasionally posts some short essays on Facebook, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't get the expected response, because he didn't have any hope from the beginning, so he won't be disappointed.

One day, he received a private letter from a stranger.

——The Prodigal Son of Four Seasons: I also have the same doubts as you.I can be sure that the world we live in is just one space-time of the universe, but we still don't understand where the other time-space exists.I believe that there is a channel connecting all time and space, but we are all mortals and have not found it.Like you, I am often at a loss when faced with the vast starry sky and the boundless cyberspace, and I feel strange feelings in my heart.At moments like that, I have a wonderful premonition.Each of us should have access to messages from another time and place, is that called spirituality?

The inscription is sleepwalking Tianmu chanting farewell.

After reading this text message, Sun Jikai's heart flickered, and suddenly it was empty.The so-called confidant is probably like this.

He replied to her letter immediately.Although the other party did not indicate the gender, he intuitively believed that the other party was a woman.

——Sleepwalking Tianmu chanted farewell: Hello.Very happy to get your response.You seem farther away than I feel... I feel the same way you do.Once, when I was driving on the endless plateau, I felt that I was so close to another time and space.It's just that at that time, I didn't understand.I really want to go back again, look at the blue sky and snow-white ice peaks, and take a breath of clean air.It can be said that it is the only pure land in the world that has not been polluted by the red dust.I'm a person with a lot of experience, and I have walked through endless lands. According to my feeling, I think that somewhere there must be the entrance of the passage connecting our world with other time and space.What do you say?

Writing down the messy feeling in his heart in one breath, Sun Jikai felt that the stuff that had been pent up in his heart for a long time quickly dissipated without a trace.He suddenly got a little excited, got up and waved his fists to the air, then sat down again and typed all night, feeling very satisfied.

After turning off the phone, he slept from morning to afternoon before driving to the publishing company as agreed with the publisher.

When he walked into the glass door of the building, he bumped into a girl.He was in a good mood today, he quickly supported her and apologized to her.

She was wearing a Hanfu, with a fluttering long skirt, and was very graceful. She couldn't help smiling when she saw that I was in a hurry.

"It's okay." She said softly, her eyes reflected the gorgeous crystal chandelier in the lobby, which was very bright.

Sun Jikai couldn't help but pause as he was about to leave.She kept smiling and turned to leave.

"Hey—" he couldn't help but greet her.

She turned her head to look at him, waiting for his next words.He hesitated again, would it be too presumptuous to ask her out for dinner and tea?

She smiled sweetly and drifted away.Sun Jikai looked at her back, and his confusion disappeared immediately.He shrugged and went to take the elevator to the publisher's office.

This publishing company has developed from a small private workshop to a large-scale joint-stock publishing group. The owner Zou Sen used to be a well-known poet, but later joined the publishing industry. He was on the world's richest list when he was only in his 30s.

Sun Jikai always felt that he was not like a real literati and that he was incompatible with his life philosophy, but this did not prevent them from becoming friends.

Seeing him coming in, Zou Sen got up with a smile, sat with him in the leisure area on the balcony separated by green plants, and said to him while drinking tea: "National Geographic magazine wants to hire you as their columnist for the first half month. The reward is very good. This is a matter of fame and fortune, I think it is very good, and I want to agree for you. Of course, as before, you must ask for your consent."

Sun Jikai asked about the situation, and learned that he only needed to provide the manuscript and supporting photos on schedule. He didn't need to go to the editorial department for a meeting.

Zou Sen was very happy, "It's almost time to get off work, don't leave, let's have dinner together later. I'm going to meet my buddies from National Geographic, and we'll have a drink together in the evening."

"Okay." Sun Jikai nodded.

Zou Sen excitedly picked up his cell phone to make a call.Sun Jikai also picked up his mobile phone and logged into his private mailbox that he never disclosed to the public.

Sleepwalking Tianmu Yin's farewell letter has already returned.

——Four Seasons Prodigal Son: Hello.I very much agree with your point of view.When I was there, I was yearning for deserts, Gobi, and plateaus, so I went to the plateaus alone.Although it is the summer vacation, in the midsummer season, I feel that the sun on the plateau is particularly strong but extremely cold.I always like to sit at the source of the big river at dusk and watch the sunset silently.The water there is very clear and flows very slowly, giving people the feeling that it is the rhythm of another time and space.I can't drive alone on the plateau like you, but I have also been very close to the entrance that may be connected to another time and space in another way.Lately I always feel like I'm going back again.

She was indeed a girl, a very special girl indeed.As Sun Jikai thought about it, a smile appeared on his lips, and he quickly typed a reply.

——Sleepwalking Tianmu Yinliubie: I can completely follow your description and feel that feeling with you.Perhaps the information conveyed by all time and space to this time and space is the same for everyone, but there are very few people who can be sensitive to this information.You and I are ordinary people (you are not some great man, are you?), but it is a blessing to receive such amazing information.I always thought I'd go back again, I just don't know when.Hope we can walk together then.