The weather in July was hot. After eating a Shandong dish cooked by his mother, Ying Ziye entered his room and resumed his straight-A state.
In the living room, Mother Ying and Father Ying smiled helplessly. Their children were always like this, always falling into this kind of academic obsession.
"What kind of academic research does this child want to study?”Ying's mother couldn't help but ask curiously. She was a true top scholar in economics and sociology. She had obtained five degrees in economics from both China and the West, so she was quite curious about this conjecture.
What exactly happened that made this country pay the price of closing its doors to the outside world just to build an assembly line and move towards an industrial system?
"The academic discussion about this child is getting bigger and bigger.”Father Ying couldn't help but sigh.
Late at night, like a howling wind, it swept through the heat.
It was eleven o'clock at night, the first day Ying Ziye had returned.
Time waited for no one, especially the three months of preparation time.
In the bedroom, Ying Ziye sat in front of the computer desk with three pieces of white paper in front of him.
It was extremely difficult to report the news to the higher-ups and to convince the higher-ups to start making preparations. Ordinary people had no chance at all.
Spreading comments online?
Or call the embassy?
Or perhaps he could find a way to meet the higher-ups and have a chat?
No one would be so stupid as to believe in doomsday talk.
Whoosh.
He took out some ice cubes from the fridge, poured them into a cup, and added cola. The simple iced cola was finished.
Then, he turned on the computer. Ying Ziye once again regained his elegance and took his time.
It was now July 1st, and they were beginning to predict the disaster that would happen tomorrow.
No. 1: Pre-judgment
Everything that had happened before the Ice Age and all the disasters had been recorded in Ying Ziye's brain. He was a top student in civil engineering, but he had been paying close attention to the dark net news and supernatural organizations since he was young, especially his experiences before his rebirth. Therefore, he knew the contact information of some top scholars.
This was the email address of the dean of Yanjing First Research Institute. He was mainly here to receive some professor reports from the institute.
This was an opportunity. Ying Ziye opened his email and clicked send.
Title: Predicting Disaster
[Description: July 2nd, 2:37 p. m., an oceanic volcanic eruption occurred at the bottom of the North Glacier's Maier Islands. The magnitude of the quake was 7.1, and the area of radiation was 1.9 kilometers.]
With a swoosh, the email was sent.
The second email was sent by Chen Jiang, the principal of Qinghua College. This was his private email address, 163, which only dealt with international academic issues.
He opened his mailbox with the title 'Anticipating Disaster'.
[Description: July 2nd, 7: 30am. A magnitude 5.4 earthquake occurred in the northwestern part of our country at Zheer Mountain. There is no population in the middle of the earthquake. A provincial road will be destroyed in the middle of the earthquake. The area of destruction is 1,275 meters.]
Then, the third one said,
The fourth one,
The fifth one said,
The president of Yanjing's First Research Institute, the president of Qinghua University, the president of Nanjing University, and the leader of the Jinling Earthquake Center…The top ten scholars in the country had all received their emails.
One had to know that the frequency of global disasters was as high as 100,000 times a day, but most of them were harmless earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, underwater volcanic eruptions, avalanche, and other disasters. However, no one had ever predicted the disaster in advance.
The earthquake detector only took a few seconds!
At midnight, Ying Ziye had basically finished sending all his emails. He had sent ten emails.
The first email was about a small earthquake in the northwest at 7 a.m. tomorrow.
The second content was tomorrow morning at eight o'clock.
The third one is tomorrow morning at nine o'clock.
The tenth was tomorrow at 7 p. m.
The contents of the ten emails were compared to the ten hours of the disaster. The content recorded the geological disaster report, the disaster area, the radiation level, and the degree of destruction. It was extremely detailed.
This was a stunning prediction!
Bang!
Gently closing the computer, Ying Ziye gently crushed the piece of paper with the words " prediction " written on it. He knocked on the table. Now that the first wave of setup was completed, he was looking forward to the next scene where ten scholars with top social influence in the country would go to find the special official department.
He would probably be investigated for his background, his abilities, and his motives.
It pierced.
The paper would be torn into pieces, but Ying Ziye was not in a hurry. He was familiar with the direction of the disaster every day, and he also knew how to reply as a top student.
Next, he just needed to let the high-level boss know that a young man named Ying Ziye could predict disasters through some kind of academic method!
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