Xin'ao City.
Putnam Laboratory, New Australia Branch.
In an empty sterile room, Allen sat on the floor, boredly flicking the three spiritual beads in his hand, muttering "One, two, three... um... three, two, one..."
Across a glass curtain wall, Dr. Sisson, with disheveled hair and wearing an old lab coat, bent over the microphone and said: "Mr. Allen, you can start. This time it will last at least ten seconds."
"Oh~" Allen casually pulled out the wand and pointed it casually in the air. In an instant, clusters of ice picks shot out from the top of the wand, glittering and translucent, connecting end to end.
Ten seconds later, the entire wall was covered with ice and the cold air surged.
Outside the glass curtain wall, dozens of light screens scrolled with various parameters. A group of young researchers held their breath and stared at the data, waiting for the model calculation results.
After a while, the fog in the sterile room dissipated and returned to its original state. At the same time, error reports popped up on all the light curtains one after another.
In the flashing red light, the researchers looked at each other and smiled bitterly, and the enthusiasm in their eyes turned into frustration.
Xisen breathed a long sigh of relief, looked around and smiled: "Don't be discouraged, everyone. This is just a small setback. When we go to the spiritual world, we will encounter more problems."
"The three laws of thermodynamics have been completely overturned," a teenage researcher muttered, holding his head. "Can we really build a standard model that can explain magic..."
"Of course!" Xisen stepped forward and hugged the "genius" boy's shoulders, and said to everyone, "You are all familiar with the history of science, and you should be very clear about how many irrefutable truths have been overturned in the end, and how many seemingly Unsolvable problems are solved. Science is not a set of laws, but a spirit of exploration..."
"Ha, well said," a smiling voice said.
Xisen turned around and said in surprise: "Old Fan?"
The researchers stood up one after another.
"Dr. Fan."
"Dean Fan."
Dr. Fan nodded and waved to Xisen.
"You guys continue," Xisen took a few steps toward the door, then turned back and told an older researcher, "You can go to the social science department to hurry up and speed up the transcription of the magic book, as well as the Titan Common Language textbook. Compile, hurry up, um, what else is there, oh, by the way..."
After nagging for a while, he hurried out. Dr. Fan, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, ridiculed: "You are too busy."
"Well, we have to leave in more than twenty days..." Xisen scratched his messy hair, "What are you doing in Xin'ao?"
Dr. Fan stared: "You..."
"Yes, I asked you to come. How did you think about it?"
"Well...I thought about it and decided not to go."
"Why?" Xisen couldn't believe it. "What is more important than going to the spiritual world?"
Dr. Fan lowered his head and said slowly: "I am different from you, Xisen. You live a very pure life. I... I have a son and a daughter. My grandson was just born. There are too many here for me to let go." s things."
"But, we will come back, and this research..."
"Research, science, and spirit of exploration," Dr. Fan smiled self-deprecatingly, "You see, this is where we are different. I will sell the formula of hallucinogens to gangs, and you can't even sell it to Putnam Sales Corporation." I don’t even know the CEO’s name, so I’m worried that I’ll die in the spiritual world, while you only have issues in your mind.”
Sisson shook his head: "You are the greatest neurobiologist in the world."
"Xisen," Dr. Fan sighed, "how long has it been since you went home?"
Xisen was stunned for a moment: "I... just slept in the office..."
"Forget it, let's not talk about it. I'm here to tell you that I really hope you can succeed," Dr. Fan said with a smile. "Denali Branch and Xin'ao Branch have been competing for decades. Now I have to admit, you win."
"Old Fan, please think about it again..."
"Huh? Li Liang?" Dr. Fan suddenly looked surprised.
Xisen turned around and found that there was no one behind him. When he turned back again, only Dr. Fan's back was left.
"..."
After standing there for a long time, Xisen slowly walked back to the office. Looking around this very familiar place, he suddenly remembered what his old friend said.
"How long has it been since you went home?"
He has a family.
An apartment, to be precise.
So, Xisen quietly left the Xin'ao branch without alerting anyone.
Half an hour later, he unlocked the fingerprint lock and pushed open the apartment door.
Walking into the spotless living room, he touched the strange-looking furniture and picked up a copy of "Syney's Catalog of Animals" from the coffee table. He looked at the date and saw that it was from last year.
Haven't been back for two years.
In the past, the android Daji would come regularly to clean, but now, Daji...is no longer here either.
Thinking of Daji, Xisen walked quickly to the study room, opened the door, and a work machine that was unique in the world and made by him appeared in front of him. The shelf next to it was filled with Daji's "accessories". The funniest thing was a hairstyle. Modular, with straight bangs and three braids on top of her head.
"family……"
He muttered to himself, started the work machine, and looked through the initial data of Daji's central nervous system.
Sudden.
A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. He stood up and walked to the door. The image showed that the person knocking on the door was a woman.
"who?"
Xisen didn't know this woman, but the building where this apartment was located was adjacent to the Xin'ao Branch, and security was always very strict.
"Tomahawk," the woman stepped back and raised her hands to show that she was unarmed.
Opening the door, Xisen wondered: "Are you from Tomahawk?"
"Yes, Alimjian asked me to wait for you here," the woman leaned forward, "Starting from today, 7,654 Tomahawk members are at your disposal at any time."
"Ah?" Xisen couldn't laugh or cry, "Why?"
The woman bent over and said nothing.
"Oh, I understand, do you think I have a lot of power?"
"...On New Year's Day, you stand side by side with the Twin Gods," the woman's voice trembled slightly.
"That's where you stand casually." Xisen spread his hands and found that the woman in front of him was motionless, so he had to ask, "Where is Alimjian?"
"He was...taken away by Ms. Sonoya."
"Oh~~ That's what you mean, tsk, you should have told me earlier," Xisen raised his wrist and made a voice call. After the call was connected, he said warmly, "Ah, Sonoya, um, um, that's from Tomahawk. Are Alimjian with you... Oh, you are at the Gate of Spiritual Reason, when will you come back... By the way, a few days ago I heard that the Tifami people brought another batch of books, please help me ask ask……"
The old man kept talking, completely forgetting the original purpose of the call.
The woman from Tomahawk never dared to straighten up, but the expression on her face became quite relaxed. The new world came, and her boss Ali Mujian found a towering tree for Tomahawk.
