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While some people in the comments section explained the specific situation back then, the narration in the video also confirmed these explanations.
The rabbits were sitting in a sealed room, constantly calculating sets of data with abacuses. When they were hungry, they would take a few bites of white buns. When they were tired, they would take a nap on the table, tirelessly doing all kinds of calculations.
In a corner of the room, a rabbit looked at the busy rabbits and asked,""What are they doing?"
The other rabbit replied solemnly,""They are carrying out a revolution.”
Due to the extremely high level of confidentiality of the mushroom egg, the truth of many things back then was not known to ordinary people. Only a very small number of images were circulated in the public eye.
Many of the participants had only revealed their significant contributions after their deaths. There were even people who were misunderstood by the people around them because of the secrecy they were suspected of keeping. They could not explain it for the rest of their lives.
But even so, they still chose the path that was destined to be difficult, dangerous, and unknown.
The passionate sound of the zither interweaved with the silent and powerful sound of the drums, or a gentle and powerful movement.
They might not be like the soldiers who sacrificed their lives in the flames of war, turning their lives into dazzling fireworks, but in this silent battlefield, their contributions were not inferior to the former.
They would carry their loyalty and glory until the end of their lives.
"So that year, B. Rabbit used an abacus to calculate the data of the mushroom egg within two years. Perhaps your grandparents might be among them. Please pay my respects to them.”
It was not easy for our ancestors.
As the narration ended, the audience's hearts gradually sank as they looked at the rabbits silently calculating the numbers on the abacus in the room.
It was hard to imagine how the predecessors had used the abacus, a tool that had long been obsolete, to complete the theoretical design of the mushroom egg day after day and year after year in a room that did not see the sun.
If it were them, even if they did not need to do anything in that kind of environment, they would go crazy in less than ten days or half a month. It was not impossible for them to kill themselves.
"If I don't use my phone and computer now, I'll go crazy for a day. They're really too great!”
" Really? Hand-made mushroom eggs!"
"Back then, only researchers had white buns. It was too difficult!”
"Mom, there are so many rabbits growing on the liver."
"It's just the beginning and I've already broken through my defense. Looks like I'm going to cry for the entire episode again.”
"I'm going to learn abacus…I'm going to smash the calculator.”
" I really don't know how someone thought that after those ancestors had sacrificed so much, there would still be people who would smear them. They would say that 90% of the work was done by computers and that using abacuses was just a habit of some people. They would lightly say that their contributions were worthless and even act as if they were the only one who was sober.”
"Don't bother about that kind of guy. He's just listening to some different things because he knows the truth. He's the only smart one in the whole world. He doesn't have the ability to think independently.”
"The more you know, the more you will be ignorant, and vice versa.”
The video continued to play.
As the audience discussed, the scene changed to a desert filled with yellow sand. A truck carrying six rabbits was moving at high speed, kicking up countless yellow sand in the air.
What was he doing?
Seeing this scene, many of the audience members were puzzled.
What was the rabbit doing in the back of the truck?
Where was this truck going?
"Dear intellectual friends, welcome to our big family of gardeners. Many of us here have returned from Yingjiang's family.”
A rabbit stood up and looked at the other rabbits. It coughed lightly and pretended to be very refined. It felt like a leader or something. When it opened its mouth, its local Mandarin instantly made the audience feel close.
The village branch cadre was ready to assign work.
The huge contrast made many people smile.
From his words, many people could vaguely guess the identities of the other rabbits. They were the returning scientists. Although they did not know their destination, the place where a large number of returning scientists gathered must be an important research base.
For example, the place where he studied mushroom eggs.
A good knife was used on a good blade. These were all top talents. Any one of them could drive the development of a field. How could a place where a group of capable people gathered be simple?
"Did they come from the village with many wheels?”
Hearing Rabbit's introduction, many of the audience members were confused.
A village with many wheels?
What was that place?
There were many places with wheels, and they really couldn't guess where a village famous for many wheels was.
"He's talking about the University of toronto, right?”
A rabbit was attacking from below, and many of the audience members almost couldn't hold back their laughter.
A village with many wheels?
If the University of Toronto knew about this, they would definitely beat him up.
This was not completely unrelated. Thinking about it carefully, there was really nothing wrong with it!
Wasn't there a lot of wheels in toronto?
As for the university, it was not surprising that the illiterate rate was extremely high at that time and they did not know what the university was.
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