Chapters (19)
- Title Page
- Copyright Notice
- Dramatis Personae
- Prologue
- Part I: The Wallfacers
- Year 3, Crisis Era
- Part II: The Spell
- Year 8, Crisis Era
- Year 12, Crisis Era
- Year 20, Crisis Era
- Part III: The Dark Forest
- Year 205, Crisis Era
- Year 208, Crisis Era
- Five Years Later
- Excerpt: Ball Lightning
- About the Author
- About the Translator
- Tor Books by Cixin Liu
- Newsletter Sign-up
He smiled and shook his head. “No. I’m not a savior. I just want to leave here like an ordinary person and go home. I’ll rest for a bit and then be on my way.”
Two of the three spheres disappeared. The text on the one that remained, which no longer glowed, now seemed dim and dreary.
In the end, strategy was where we failed.
Luo Ji nodded. “Blocking the sun with dust clouds to send an interstellar message wasn’t my invention. Twentieth-century astronomers had already proposed the idea. And you actually had multiple chances to see through me. During the duration of the Snow Project, for example, I was always concerned with the precise placement of the bombs in solar orbit.”
You spent two whole months in the control room remotely controlling the ion engines to make fine adjustments to their positioning. We didn’t care about that at the time because we thought you were just using the meaningless task as a way to escape reality. We never imagined what the distance between the bombs really meant.
“Another chance was when I consulted a group of physicists with questions about sophon unfoldings in space. If the ETO was still around, they would have already seen through me.”
Yes. Abandoning them was a mistake.
“Also, I requested that the Snow Project build this peculiar cradle trigger system.”
That did remind us of Rey Diaz, but we did not pursue those thoughts. Two centuries ago, Rey Diaz was not a threat to us, nor were the other two Wallfacers. We transferred our contempt for them onto you.
“Your contempt for them was unfair. Those three Wallfacers were great strategists. They saw clearly the inevitable fact of humanity’s defeat in the Doomsday Battle.”
Perhaps we can begin negotiations.
“That’s not my affair,” Luo Ji said, and let out a long sigh. He felt as relaxed and as comfortable as if he had just been born.
Yes, you’ve fulfilled the Wallfacer mission. But you’ve got to have some suggestions.
“Humanity’s negotiators will no doubt first propose that you help us build a better signal transmission system, so that we’ll have the ability to transmit a spell into space at any time. Even though the droplet has lifted its seal on the sun, the present system is too primitive.”
We can help build a neutrino transmission system.
“They may, as far as I understand things, be more inclined toward gravitational waves. After the sophons arrived, this was the area in which human physics progressed furthest. Of course, they’ll need a system whose principles they can understand.”
The antennas for gravitational waves are immense.
“That’s between you and them. It’s strange. Right now I don’t feel like a member of the human race. My greatest desire is to be rid of it all as soon as possible.”