Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 134 Farewell
"I am Wang Yi from the future, and I am honored to meet you, sir."

This was the first time that Wang Yi confessed his true identity to others, and he had to confess his identity to this person. Only in this way could the conversation between the two of them continue, because some things really required this person to contribute in the end.

"Are you Wang Yi? The Wang Yi who is the number one person in the capital, or a person from the future?"

The pioneer who was arrested and imprisoned and was about to die tomorrow had not yet reacted to Wang Yi's confession. He knew about the extraordinary people these days, and he also knew that there were sorcerers among the extraordinary people who could predict the future, but time travel? As a materialist, even if he understood that existence was reasonable, it was difficult for him to accept Wang Yi's personal statement at the first time.

"Exactly. I come from China a hundred years later."

Wang Yi continued to reveal his true feelings, but the pioneer did not seem to be shocked and asked Wang Yi back questions.

"You said you were from a hundred years later? One hundred and fifteen years of the Republic of China?"

"Sir, the Republic of China lasted for only 38 years. After that, we all used the Gregorian calendar. And the Republic of China became the Republic, the People's Republic. As for the prefix, I think you should know which two characters it is."

Looking at the confused but calm man in front of him, Wang Yi felt a sense of frustration. I have revealed such shocking news, so please give me some expected reaction. Besides your confusion and curiosity, why are you not shocked at all? Come on, play with me?

"China, the People's Republic? Very nice and catchy, so we won."

"Yes, we won, and we never lost again after that."

"So you really are from China a hundred years later?"

"Sir, were you cooperating with me just now?"

Wang Yi couldn't hold it in, and thought, "I guess you didn't believe me."

"It's not cooperation, it's reasonable suspicion. The methods you aliens use cannot be reasonably explained by science, especially the sorcerers, divination, deducing the future, stealing the secrets of heaven, but even I know that there is a price for sorcerers to steal the secrets of heaven. You said you came from a hundred years later, but you don't look like you have paid the price. But you also said just now that you have cheating methods that allow you to steal the secrets of heaven like a sorcerer. Coming from the future is indeed a cheating method, but I can't believe this statement. If you say that you were sent by other comrades to see me off, I think it makes sense, that's it..."

Hearing this answer, Wang Yi was not annoyed. He just stretched out his hand to signal the man to sit down, and then he sat down on the ground. He unpacked the wine and food he had prepared in his basket one by one, covered them with kraft paper and lotus leaves, and placed them in front of the man.

"It's a long night, sir. Let's eat and talk."

"Well, although I was arrested and imprisoned, they didn't torture me severely. Although the three meals a day were less oily, they were enough to fill my stomach. I think you must have told the old commander about it. But if this is enough to make me believe that you are the man of the future, it's not enough."

As soon as Wang Yi picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of meat, he began to talk about the historical moment he witnessed in the 10th year of the Republic of China. He also attached the summary of this moment in the high school history textbook. That was a must-test subject, and he remembered it very clearly.

"Sir, can this reason convince you?"

He paused for a moment, but continued to put a piece of meat into his mouth, tasted it, and shook his head, "Not enough."

Wang Yi pondered for a while before continuing, "Sir, how about you just listen to a story, a story about your death?"

"Yes, in this long night, it sounds good for me, a dying person, to hear a story about the future before dying."

"Then you eat, sir, and I'll talk."

The other party did not respond, but continued to eat. Wang Yi also cooperated and poured him a glass of wine. Then he talked about the general historical trend that he remembered and understood.

Wang Yi couldn't explain it in detail to this person, because most people can only learn about the details of these decades from history textbooks and the Internet during their school days unless they specialize in this area. There will be some discrepancies in time. For example, the Nanhu Lake in Jiaxing that Wang Yi just mentioned was the venue where the first conference ended. July 21 was only the time of the convening, not the time of the meeting. Although Wang Yi remembered it wrong, it did not affect the result.

He could only tell the history from the 16th year of the Republic of China to the 38th year of the Republic of China in this incoherent way, among which he talked about the reasons for the breakdown of this cooperation.

He talked about the fall of the areas outside the Great Wall, the long journey that was forced to relocate, the bombardment of Wanping City, the Nanjing Massacre, the victory, the civil war, and the founding battle in which he challenged seventeen gangs.

Speaking of the subsequent peace and prosperity, it took only about thirty years for China to transform from a backward agricultural country with famine-stricken people everywhere into an industrial country with a complete set of systems.

Talking about the last thirty years, talking about the modern times when he came to this era, those things in this era are completely another world, the 21st century that cannot be captured in concrete pictures, the Olympic Games, the World Expo...
Wang Yi's story was intermittent and incoherent, but he tried to tell it as carefully and seriously as possible. Time passed by little by little, and Mr. Li, who was sitting face to face with Wang Yi, gradually lost his appetite for food and immersed himself in Wang Yi's not-so-great story.

Because this time he really believed that Wang Yi was a man from the future, because many of the events in the story were foreseeable, but some could not be described in such detail if they were not known or seen with one's own eyes. To write a story, one must have a blueprint, right? But many things in Wang Yi's story seemed to him to be made out of nothing, but would definitely come true in the future.

"... the ground was hollowed out, a tunnel was built, railroad tracks were laid, electric lights were lit day and night, and trams ran continuously inside... a large iron bridge was built across Huangpu and directly to Pudong on the other side."

This is a fantasy novel written by Shanghai novelist Lu Shi'e in the second year of the Xuantong reign of the Qing Dynasty (1910). It is a vision of the Shanghai World Expo a hundred years later, or rather a vision of a hundred years later.

Even he may not have expected that the future hundred years he imagined would be more specific and exaggerated than he thought. And those more specific and exaggerated things were told by Wang Yi, a young man who traveled back from a hundred years later, to the pioneer who was fighting for this vision.

This pioneer was well-read and naturally had read this fantasy novel which might have less than tens of thousands of words. He was also striving for the future in the fantasy novel. Now, Wang Yi told himself that his ideal had come true.

"...Huh, so you really are from a hundred years later."

After taking a few deep breaths, the pioneer finally accepted this reality. This time he couldn't even eat. He just wanted to listen to Wang Yi talk about the future in these last moments.

"Absolutely no lies!"

"Then tell me more about the future of the 21st century. I really want to hear it."

"Sir! Don't you want to live? It's easy for me to kill you."

Seeing this person who didn't care about life and death at all, Wang Yi was puzzled. I told you so much about the future, not to make you look disillusioned. If you live on, maybe many things will become less tragic!
But at this moment, he had a calm expression. Looking at Wang Yi, who was worried about his life and death, he smiled as if he was looking at a junior.

"But have you ever thought about this? I am a scapegoat after all. If I am alive, I will have to show my true face to others. How much will a living me change this known history?"

“No matter how much it changes, I don’t believe it will be worse than before.”

"You are right, but it may not be that good. You have a good idea, but there are no ifs and wherefores. You are a practitioner, and you should understand that it is difficult for those who know themselves to understand. It is enough for you to tell me the outcome of the future. Since I am the one who is going to die today in history, I will do the things that are related to my death today, and leave the things of tomorrow to the people of tomorrow."

"Then what's the point of me returning to this era by accident? I can't save the people I want to save, and I can't kill the people I should kill."

"That is why you came to see me, because you knew I could give you answers, and you would tell me about the future."

Wang Yi did not deny that Mr. Li had hit the nail on the head.

"You have a pen and paper with you, right?"

"Ah."

Wang Yi took out a thick stack of letter paper and a fountain pen from his arms, and it was obvious that he was well prepared. At the same time, he raised his right hand, and Mr. Li, who was sitting on the ground, felt that his body was a little taller, as if he was sitting on an invisible chair, and there was an invisible table in front of him.

"Invisible Creation? Your skills are indeed the best in the capital."

With paper and pen, as well as an environment suitable for writing, he sat down at his desk and wrote furiously. Soon, he handed a written letter to Wang Yi. Looking at the content, Wang Yi was stunned.

"Do you think I will do what you want? No, this is just a family letter. I won't do anything unnecessary, because the fact that you, a person from the future, appear here is a change in itself. It's just that you and I cannot notice these changes, and we don't need to notice them. Just go with the flow and don't do anything unnecessary. As I said before, the general trend cannot be changed, and there is no need to change it. I hope you can remember what I said."

"gentlemen!"

Mr. Li raised his hand to stop Wang Yi from continuing, signaling Wang Yi to withdraw his tricks and continue sitting on the ground. Pointing to the newspaper Wang Yi brought, he said, "Next, let's talk about what you can do as a person in the future. You know a lot of things that will happen in the future. I understand that you want to help others in times of need, but many times without these hardships and sacrifices, it is still unknown whether the future you mentioned will appear. I know this is difficult, but this is the best way for you, a person in the future, to survive in this era. I am a conservative person, and I don't want you to interfere too much, but you can do things like icing on the cake."

Pointing to the newspaper in his hand, Wang Yi was very clear about the news in the newspaper. The result did not change, but the process had more variables.

Wang Yi looked at the newspaper and nodded.

"In official history, no one expected that the reactionaries, the Green Gang, and the military and police in the concession would attack them. Many people were killed and arrested at the first moment, and their weapons were confiscated. By coincidence, I passed by here when I was assassinating a group of Japanese spies disguised as Japanese business groups a few years ago. I met a comrade named Li Qiang, informed him of the information, and also warned Mr. Du, one of the three tycoons. From the results, the incident still happened, but the weapons were still there, and we took precautions at the first moment, catching the other side off guard. Afterwards, we used armed demonstrations to force these reactionaries to release the arrested workers, and the subsequent large-scale raids were just thunder and rain."

Wang Yi talked about the day of April 12, the similarities and differences between the official history and this time, and listened to the other party nodding repeatedly.

"You have a good heart. I think you also understand that some things cannot be changed by knowing the result. Just like me, even if you gave me a warning, I would still return to Beijing and be arrested and imprisoned. Even if you told me about the future, I would still choose to die."

Wang Yi was silent, but the other party was very happy. After all, he already knew the unknown answer.

"It doesn't have to be like this. People die when they are supposed to die, but because of you, I can do something before I die and help people in the future. This is the change you have brought. It is a good change. You should be happy."

Wang Yi did not answer, and Mr. Li did not care and continued speaking.

"Then let's talk about this old general. Do you think that if he can survive the disaster next year, it may be difficult for the Outer Regions to fall, or that Japan will be dragged down by it?"

Seeing Wang nod, Mr. Li could understand, but he also corrected him, "Indeed, with the old marshal's methods, the Japanese dare not act rashly while he is here. But have you ever thought that if the old marshal was in power, he might have slowed down the Japanese, but what would be the chain reaction that would bring? Can you imagine the consequences?"

The other party's question left Wang Yi speechless. Yes, he took it for granted. Seeing Wang Yi like this, the other party was not angry, but comforted Wang Yi.

"Sometimes it's like this. Just because you know the future doesn't mean you can change it. You may even have to make it happen. This is difficult for you, but it is indeed the principle you must abide by when doing everything in the future. I have heard you practitioners say this - right now, it is time to practice. I hope you can remember this principle and remember what I said."

"Are we just going to sit back and watch, allowing more than one million square kilometers of land outside the Great Wall to fall, and so many of our compatriots to become slaves of a conquered nation?"

"No, you are too focused on the role of the old marshal. The old marshal can die, but the handover between the old marshal and the young marshal cannot be a succession in front of the coffin. Do you understand?"

Wang Yi didn't understand, otherwise he wouldn't have come to see him off. He wanted to get some advice from him on what to do next.

"The old marshal has means and foresight. He also knows that the Japanese will definitely fight with him, but he didn't expect that they would kill him in this way. What you have to do is to make sure that the old marshal doesn't die on the same day, but in that month, and you can reveal something before he dies. Since you are so resourceful, you can disguise yourself as a sorcerer to spy on the secrets. In this way, with the old marshal's brain, he knows what to do to avoid losses. And this step can plan a lot of tangible benefits for you and what you want to do. You must remember, don't let my death cause any gap between you and the old marshal. At present, he is the biggest springboard for you."

"Is this appropriate? He is not one of us."

"But he is a Chinese. A dying man's words are kind. For the sake of his children and grandchildren, the old marshal will know what to do. With his means and connections, and with your trickery, he will arrange many things for you. You don't have to worry too much. Don't think that you are from the future and underestimate this old marshal."

Nodding, Wang Yi also indicated that he understood.

This is the only answer the other party can give. It depends on him how to proceed.

"By the way, you said before that you had a way to take me away and give an explanation to the old commander. Can you show me the details of that method?"

Seeing that Wang Yi had taken his words to heart, Mr. Li suddenly spoke up and changed the subject. However, this topic puzzled Wang Yi.

But since the other party asked, he had to show it. It was nothing more than the bone-pinching and skin-painting skills he learned from the dough-maker Liu, the master of Quanxing. In a few breaths, Wang Yi changed himself into the appearance of Mr. Li in front of him, no matter the body shape, voice, or even eyebrows and eyes, they were exactly the same.

"If you change your mind now, sir, I can find someone who deserves to be killed to be your substitute. My method can last for a month. Even if the substitute dies, I can leave enough Qi in his body to maintain it."

"No, I can only provide you with direction after you have come up with this method. After you finish this matter with the old commander, you will go abroad to the United States and come back in the 20th year of the Republic of China."

"what?"

"You came from the future and have a lot of skills. This is your biggest advantage. Although you have a Four-city Foot Trade, as long as you want to do anything to help the organization, the commander-in-chief has plenty of ways to deal with you. At least that's the case in China. But now that you have this skill, the biggest advantage is that it gives you a tiger skin that you can only find abroad. With this tiger skin, it won't be that easy for him to touch you. But you, the Four-city Foot Trade, have to move to another place, to Shanghai."

"Sir, do you want me to use this method to forge an identity as a foreign capitalist who wants to invest in China? Use this identity to get things done."

"Not bad, you are quite smart. With this tiger skin, it will not be difficult for you to raise a considerable amount of funds with your means. After that, even if he knows that you are helping us, as long as your status is high enough, he will be unable to do anything to you."

Wang Yi's eyes became brighter. Yes, going abroad and pretending to be a tiger is indeed a good idea. In the Republic of China, foreigners were considered the first class. Even the bald man did not dare to interfere in this regard, especially in Shanghai. He had limited his vision to the country. He did not expect that this method of painting bones and painting skins was the most suitable for this kind of thing.

After saying this, Mr. Li had no intention of continuing to explore this issue. He already knew the answer, and that was enough.

"You can use these things as a reference. If you can do it, then do it. If you can't, then integrate the scattered aliens to face the future war. But remember, don't force yourself, just live well and witness this era. The general trend does not need to be changed, cannot be changed, and does not need to be changed. Perhaps this is the mission that you, a future person, should have when you come to this era, to witness the changes of this era, to record every bit of this era, so that future generations can know that the peaceful future is not easy to come by."

Looking at Wang Yi who already had a specific plan in his mind, Mr. Li saw it but did not make too many demands on Wang Yi to do it. At the end of his words, he just reminded Wang Yi.

Wang was stunned, looking at Mr. Li in front of him, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

Just as Wang Yi, the man of the future, was looking at the man of the past, daybreak had already begun.

There were also footsteps heard outside the Jiazi cell area, and along with these footsteps, there was also the voice of the Gao family member who was traveling with Wang Yi.

"Brother Wang, the time is almost up."

Seeing someone interrupting him, Wang Yi also looked at Mr. Li, only to see him showing a kind smile and saying, "Okay, that's it. I have to go to die. If possible, can you help me do one last thing? Because of your reminder, I immediately sent my wife and children away and dismissed the comrades who were accompanying me. I am not worried about those comrades, they are my family. If possible, before I die, can you take a photo of me and send it to them?"

The king stood up and bowed deeply to the pioneer who wanted to die.

"Wang Yigong sent the gentleman to his death!"

"Well, that's enough. Remember my last words. Don't force yourself. Live well and witness this era."

After saying that, he turned around, walked out of the cell, and walked towards the light outside the Jiazi prison area.

Gao Jin stood outside the Jiazi prison area, watching the figure walking away under the watch of the prison guards, accompanied by the sound of shackles on his feet. Suddenly, an invisible force field passed in front of him, untied the shackles on his body, and the shackles fell to the ground with a crisp sound, which also panicked the two prison guards beside him.

"He is going to die, why bother to put him in shackles? Brother Gao, you heard what he said just now, right? It's still early for the execution, so taking a photo of him is not an excessive request."

"I still need to ask Mr. Shuai's opinion on this matter."

"Then you can tell Marshal Zhang to let him go in peace. Take a photo of him and have a conversation with him. After this, I will protect Marshal Zhang for three years, just like you."

"Brother Wang, you?"

"In exchange for a decent performance, a stranger like me will protect him for three years. Marshal Zhang knows how to do this business. Brother Gao, just pass on the message."

"In that case, I will go and inform the Marshal."
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As Gao Jin put forward Wang Yi's requirements and conditions, Marshal Zhang, who had been waiting for the result, also agreed to the deal.

So, on April 28, 1977, in the execution ground specially set up for this pioneer, Wang Yi, the man of the future, witnessed the end of this pioneer.

There was no twenty-seven minutes of torture, only a gunshot and calmness in the face of death.

(End of this chapter)