On the airplane.
Crossing the vast continent and flying into the ocean again, the azure below was soothing, and laughter gradually filled the cabin.
Those who were about to return were all sharing their excitement with each other.
Only Amelia and Jody remained seated, silent.
Amelia was holding a briefcase in her arms, gripping it tightly with a seemingly nonchalant air.
Jody's gaze was the same, wandering around but constantly keeping an eye on the bag in Amelia's arms out of the corner of her eye.
The contents of the briefcase were none other than the satellite phone that Amelia had obtained from the Mutual Aid Society, the key to maintaining contact with the Mutual Aid Society after their return to North America.
In addition, there are several sample Mutual Aid Society agreements, both at the individual and member state levels.
Throughout the long flight, Amelia never let go of her briefcase for a moment, and she didn't even sleep.
She only breathed a sigh of relief after she got off the plane, boarded the bus to the base, and saw the base gate.
I'm back!
The delegation had already separated at the airport, with only those belonging to the NASA base returning to the base. The first thing these people did upon entering was to go to their rooms to rest.
Amelia and Jody exchanged a glance and walked towards Professor Brand's office in tacit agreement.
The old professor had been waiting for them there for quite some time.
Seeing his beloved daughter and capable assistant enter, and watching them close the office door, he then walked over to them.
"Now can you tell me what you've gained over there?"
Jody gestured for Amelia to speak first, thinking that if he were to speak, the old professor would probably kick him out, so it was better to let Professor Brand's daughter handle this.
Amelia took a deep breath, her chest heaving. "Dad, as we mentioned in our previous report, the other side has already started reconstruction work, and they have a lot of resources..."
Professor Brand nodded. "You did tell me that, and I was very impressed. It's not only possible to advance a nationwide operation, but also to simultaneously advance a large-scale space program. It's simply a miracle."
"Dad, this really is a miracle..."
"Because
Therefore, they received assistance from an organization.
"They received aid from an organization?" Professor Brand remained seated, momentarily stunned. "What organization could possibly aid such a large country?"
During those dozen or so hours, Amelia opened her briefcase for the first time and took out various templates of the Mutual Aid Society's agreement.
"What is this?" Professor Brand picked up the English translation of the agreement.
Amelia explained, "These are the cooperation terms of that organization. Their full name is the ' Parallel Spacetime Mutual Aid Society.' Surprisingly, they claim to be an organization from a parallel universe..."
Professor Brand's aged face was etched with deep wrinkles. He had put on his glasses and was carefully studying each word, muttering to himself, "Parallel universes... While we can't find evidence of their existence, we also can't find evidence of their non-existence. Now that a wormhole has appeared on Saturn, the existence of parallel universes isn't entirely unacceptable..."
Amelia, knowing her father's habit, thoughtfully recounted what she had learned about the Mutual Aid Society from Zhou Kun.
Old ginger is indeed spicier...
Despite his extensive experience, Professor Brand remained calm and composed throughout his daughter's conversation, his reason never leaving his mind.
He asked Amelia in detail about what happened when the Spacetime Tunnel appeared, and then asked Jody about his observations and feelings.
A moment later, he had grasped the whole story.
"In other words, a rescue organization from a parallel universe has emerged, similar to the United Nations of the past. They want to support humanity in leaving Earth, and specifically, they want to use their unique Spacetime Tunnel technology to do so."
"If that Spacetime Tunnel matches your description, then it is indeed a better method than Plan A."
It was only at this point in his speech that Professor Brand's expression and tone became somewhat off, but he quickly suppressed it in front of his daughter.
"Migration over land is much better than migration into space."
Amelia omitted the fact that Zhang Tianyuan had said the gravitational equations could not be solved, as she did not want her father to be saddened by this.
So she quickly brought up another matter.
"Dad, the Mutual Aid Society has great concerns about our country."
Jody covered her face with her hands, her voice heavy with distress. "To me, it's not concern, it's downright hostility... It's like they're projecting their emotions from other dimensions onto us..."
"So what happened?" On the surface, it wasn't obvious, but Professor Brand's heart skipped a beat and his heart started pounding.
Amelia said, "It's mainly because something bad happened to our 'brothers' in other timelines..."
With his daughter's explanation, Professor Brand quickly understood the situation.
Then his lips moved, barely able to hold back his complaints--
That guy really got it right!
Although everyone's approaches differ, they all ultimately lead to the same goal.
"In short, the Mutual Aid Society headquarters and its various branches all require us to proactively propose cooperation terms; they will only cooperate with us if they deem them suitable."
Jody said, "Excuse my bluntness, Professor."
"They may have misjudged us because of our attitude in the last few days. Our cooperative attitude was only at your instruction, Professor..."
"I know, Jody," Professor Brand said dejectedly. "Let me think."
The old professor began to ponder.
After a long pause, he continued, "We are now facing a great opportunity that neither Plan A nor Plan B can compare to, so we must seize it."
"The ones at fault are those who actively instigated global unrest; the starving people who died at gunpoint, were driven to the desert, and were imprisoned were not at fault. They deserve aid."
Amelia asked, "So, how does Dad plan to persuade...?"
No, Amelia, you're wrong.
Professor Brand shook his head:
"We are just scientists, not politicians or orators. I don't have the ability to persuade them. Getting them to cooperate with the Mutual Aid Society is tantamount to asking them to commit suicide. No one can do that..."
Amelia was stunned. "So?"
Professor Brand removed his glasses, revealing a relieved smile, "So it's time for us to leave, my daughter."
"Leave here?!"
Amelia almost thought she had misheard!