Defend Namsan Park

Chapter 96
Wei Mao is quite uneducated. Although he may be the most proficient expert in numerical relativity in the world today, it is obvious that his education and training are greatly biased towards this extremely single field. For a long time, he has been used as a tool or a part, a precise, intelligent, automated tool, as well as an important, core, and indispensable part.

But Shang Jun often said:
You need to be a little more cultured, Maomao.

Only when you have a little culture can you look like a normal person.

Wei Mao's memories of Shang Jun are often associated with the hot and humid summer in Wuhan. The facilities of the training base are advanced but also simple. The advanced facilities here are the world's best BCI system and giant machine simulation training environment, but the simple facilities are that people still live in temporary board houses. Wuhan is the largest furnace in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River. Since May every year, the warm and humid air currents from the Pacific Ocean not only bring high temperatures, but also huge air humidity. Shang Jun established the earliest giant machine research team here, which is the predecessor of Factory 314, on Luojia Mountain. After the suspension of classes, Wuhan University was requisitioned by various forces, some military and some local. Shang Jun borrowed the university's laboratory, but there was no extra space for staff accommodation, so he asked someone to build board houses under the lush shade of the trees on the mountain.

Looking back now, it was a period of wandering and turbulence. For Wei Mao, it was his short childhood. Shang Jun was a strong woman, who was both a father and a mother. She could handle all the problems in the world. She could handle the lack of equipment, the lack of a house, and the lack of watermelons when the weather was too hot. In the eyes of Wei Mao, who was only thirteen years old at the time, Shang Jun's strength seemed to be justified, because all sisters and mothers in the world should be so strong. But so many years have passed, Wei Mao has grown up, his physical age is thirty years old, and his mental age is over twenty years old. At a certain moment, he realized that he was also the age when Shang Jun met him - but he was far less powerful than Shang Jun, and then Wei Mao realized that others were far less powerful than Shang Jun.

She was truly a magical person. In such a chaotic situation, it was hard to even find water to drink, but she appeared from nowhere like a ghost, holding two big, round, green watermelons in her hands.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you thinking about?"

Wei Mao came back to his senses.

"You are so mean when you smile. You are not allowed to think about my sister."

Shang Lu was the only person who refused to give in on this matter.

"I, I, I, I..."

“Don’t deny it.” Shang Lu snorted, “Every time you think about her, you get that annoying look on your face.”

“Shhhhhh…”

"What kind of expression?" Shang Lu said, "My mother's expression is the best in the world."

Wei Mao lowered his head and took out a small medicine box from his pocket. He shook the colorful capsules and tablets into his palm and swallowed them in one gulp.

Wei Mao needs to take many kinds of medicine every day. He has a special medical team, mainly composed of doctors from the Department of Neurology, Psychiatry, Psychology, and Endocrinology. Like other giant machine drivers, Wei Mao also uses an invasive BCI system to operate the giant machine. This is a system that has a great burden and torture on human physiology and psychology. Fortunately, Wei Mao's complications are mild and can be controlled by oral medication. Shang Lu has also seen severe symptoms. Shen Jiang's symptoms are very serious. Oral medication cannot stop them. He can only suppress brain nerve problems by injecting them directly across the blood-brain barrier.

When he thought of the hundreds of thin silver nanowires implanted under this guy's skull, Shang Lu's evil brain had this idea: What if he stepped on his neck, grabbed the connector behind his head, and pulled it out with a "sizzle" sound like extracting a soul?

He is really evil.

Shang Lu didn't know that in the distant tower with bright lights there were two old guys looking down at him. His white helmet was particularly conspicuous under the light. He thought this was a secret meeting known only to God, the earth, and you.

"Tell me more," Wei Mao said. "I want to know more."

"Why?"

"I'll approve the materials for you."

Shang Lu glanced at him, sat down, and snorted. He really didn't want to make such a deal - what was this? Using his memories and the sister in his life to exchange supplies with another man?
"What do you want to know?"

"She - has she always been that kind of person?" Shang Lu knew what Shang Jun was like in Wei Mao's memory: gentle, strong, courageous, beautiful, and tenacious. She suddenly came into the world of this lonely and autistic boy like a sister and a mother, holding his hand tightly when the sky was falling and the earth was cracking, bringing warmth, love and sunshine - but Shang Lu knew that his sister was not that kind of person, or she had not always been that kind of person.

"When I was very young, the great collapse had not yet occurred. My parents worked away from home and seldom came home throughout the year. I was a left-behind child and went to primary school in a mountain valley. The school was very small, with only six teachers, one teacher for each class of more than a dozen students. At that time, families with a little more means would send their children to study in the city, but our family was poor and could not afford it, so my sister went to middle school in the next town. She had good grades and ranked first every year. Later, she was admitted to Peking University, the only one in the history of the township to get into Peking University."

"At that time, our family was very poor. I lived with my grandmother. My sister had good grades and the township gave her 500 yuan subsidy every month. She would bring the money back when she went home on weekends. She would help with cooking and washing clothes, carrying a large bucket of dirty clothes to the river bank to wash. Actually, we did have a washing machine at home, but my grandmother had a quirk. She believed that the washing machine could not wash clothes clean and had to wash them by hand. So my sister would wash them by hand by the river. It was freezing cold in the coldest days of winter. She was wrapped in a cotton jacket, wearing latex gloves, holding a mallet in her hands, and her hair was tied into thick black braids."

Wei Mao was slightly stunned. Shang Lu described a Shang Jun who was completely different from his impression. The Shang Jun he saw always had short hair, was calm, proud, knowledgeable, and proficient in English and French - who could have imagined that she would be wrapped up thickly, with thick braids, squatting by the river and rubbing clothes with latex gloves?

But this is also Shang Jun.

A warm smile appeared on Wei Mao's face again.

"Here we go again! You think your mother is the only one in the world again!" Shang Lu caught a glimpse of the expression on his face, "Don't fantasize about her!"

Unfortunately, everyone's brain is a private reserve that can never be invaded. Shang Lu cannot interfere with what Wei Mao is thinking. The smile on Wei Mao's face becomes more and more intense, even a little shy. The world of this autistic boy is too small and too simple. Shang Jun is the core of his world and the star of his world.

"Do you think she is a good student since childhood?" Shang Lu decided to break his stereotype, "She is very kind to everyone around her."

Wei Mao nodded.

"Just because she has good grades doesn't mean she is a good student." Shang Lu said, "She is the top student in the school."

“Level level level level level…”

"Grade bully, or grade bully for short." Shang Lu explained, "The atmosphere in the town is not good. Students with poor grades band together to exclude students with good grades. Although my sister is weak and harmless, she is ruthless and has a strong desire for revenge. When she first entered middle school, one day she suddenly came home with a wound on her face, as if she was scratched by a cat. She hugged me and cried, saying that she was bullied at school. My grandmother was very angry. She was also a fierce woman when she was young. She can still curse in the streets at the top of her voice at the age of 70. I immediately went to complain everywhere, vowing to make these school bullies famous in the whole village."

"As a result, the next day, the other parent brought his child to school to complain and demanded compensation from our family because my sister almost killed the other person." Shang Lu continued, "She was indeed excluded. There were a few bad girls in her grade who didn't like her. After school, they forced her to go to the toilet. The school had dry toilets, and they threatened to push my sister's head into the pit."

“Of course, of course, of course…”

"Then my sister pushed the leader into the pit. They had a fierce fight, three against one, but they couldn't beat my sister. In fact, they said they wanted to push my sister into the pit just to scare people. They didn't dare to do it because they were afraid that my sister would report the teacher. But my sister was not scare people. She really dared to do it. And she was not afraid of reporting the teacher. She knew that she had good grades and the teacher and the school were on her side." Shang Lu said, "She stripped the leader of the other party and locked him in the toilet, and then walked away. She locked him up for more than two hours and was rescued by the gatekeeper at night. It was winter and the temperature dropped to several degrees below zero at night. If she hadn't been found in time, she might have frozen to death in there."

Wei Mao was a little surprised.

"Not quite what you think?" Shang Lu chuckled, "My sister is actually such a person. She passed it on to my grandmother."

"Then, then, then... then did you pay for it later?"

"No, I didn't pay a penny." Shang Lu replied, "I said, my sister is fearless, she knows that the school and teachers will protect her, because she is the only one in the town who has been admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University in decades. The school leaders really protected her and punished several people on the other side. My sister is fine, and the principal even told her to just study hard, the school is her strongest backing!"

(End of this chapter)