Five years of collapse and three years of simulation

Chapter 657
Han Jiang shrugged and laughed.

"Let's go to that professor's office first to see if there are any clues."

Fu Hua asked suspiciously: "Do you know the way?"

"Off-campus visitors are strictly prohibited from entering the school gate, professors are missing, and several deans committed suicide. Their office areas and living places should have been blocked by the school."

"Although this school is quite big, it is easy to find a few places that are prohibited from entering."

Fu Hua was thoughtful, "That's true."

The two of them walked around the campus, and saw several buildings with seals. Not surprisingly, the professor's office was inside these buildings.

"This school is not bad. It can still teach normally after closing down a few teaching buildings."

Because the teaching building has been closed, the students who originally attended classes here have been transferred to other places.

The two observed the traces of pedestrians, and after finding several cameras, they began to prepare to sneak in.

The seal on the outside of the building was nothing to the two of them. Anyway, they didn't have to go through the gate to get in.

After entering the building, they found a sealed office very smoothly.

"Go in and have a look."

The office was quite big, but it was a bit messy, and no one cleaned it after the professor disappeared, so there was a thin layer of dust in the room.

"Look for any important clues first."

As they spoke, the two of them began to search for information at the nearest desk.

"I've already become a professor, how come I don't have an independent office yet, this professor is really aggrieved."

Those who are called professors in St. Freya are all enshrined. The saying that knowledge is power is not just words.

"It should be barely enough to meet the qualifications of a professor. No matter where you are a professor, there are quite good conditions." Fu Hua, who was rummaging through the information, said.

"It should be this desk, come and have a look." Fu Hua suddenly stopped and greeted Han Jiang.

"Is it your side?"

The desk that Fu Hua rummaged through was the one in the corner. How could a dignified professor do such a poor job?

Even the desk that Han Jiang was looking for belonged to a teaching assistant. This position seemed to be the best position in the whole office.

Fu Hua said: "Yes, the name is right."

She put the class schedule on the table in the middle, and said: "See, these are all the schedules of this professor. It's unreasonable that there are so many."

"Could it be that the university is reluctant to pay the professor's salary, so it has to arrange a full course to take care of the family?"

"It should be." Fu Hua took out two pages of paper from the folder in his hand and put them on the table separately, "He must have encountered some financial problems, otherwise a professor's salary should be more than that of ordinary people Some, taking care of the family is not a problem at all."

"See, the overdue loan collection letter, and this, the electricity bill collection notice."

Fu Hua said as needed: "He should have encountered financial difficulties, and even paying the electricity bill has become a problem."

Han Jiang nodded thoughtfully. Sometimes the pressure of money can really overwhelm people.

His luck was much better. After entering St. Freya Academy, Fu Hua arranged a subsidy from China, and there was also a librarian job arranged by Theresa, which was easy and easy to manage.

"There seems to be more..." Fu Hua squatted down and began to rummage in the small drawer on the side of the desk.

"Most of them are IOUs." Fu Hua said: "What is it that makes a professor to do this... Wait, I seem to have discovered something."

In a pile of IOUs stored in a mess, Fu Hua found a notebook.

Looking through it, Fu Hua said uncertainly, "This should be that professor's diary."

"is it?"

Fu Hua turned to the first page of the notebook and confirmed: "Judging from the name, yes."

Then Fu Hua stood up, put the diary on the table and read the diary together with Han Jiang.

"It's all trivial things in life and experimental experience. It seems that there is nothing special about it." Han Jiang said.

"It's over, there is no close combat this month, and the money has been used to repay the loan..." Fu Hua read the above text, then looked at Han Jiang and said, "This professor seems to be doing some experiments, but nothing It’s me paying for it.”

"Well, it should be like this. After all, not all professors can use the laboratories in the school to conduct experiments, and there are not many projects that have independent laboratories and are supported by the school."

Then Fu Hua returned a few pages in the notebook, "Look, start here."

Han Jiang looked at the place where Fu Hua's fingers slid and muttered: "Oh, the article was withdrawn again, damn it, why don't they understand the importance of this research?"

Fu Hua turned the page, and Han Jiang continued to read: "The manuscript has been rejected by the seventh medical journal. Well, it seems that this is the end. No one can understand my groundbreaking topic."

"Look here." Fu Hua glanced at Han Jiang, then returned to the diary, pointed to the words on it and read: "Today, I dreamed of a strange space, like a theater."

"The theater is very big, but there is no one on the stage, and the auditorium is empty. There is no one, but I instinctively feel that this is built for me."

At this point, the professor changed a self-denying sentence pattern, "I'm not a performer, why would I dream of a theater, although this world is a stage, and I... seem to have the ability to perform on stage, but those damned people people... oh."

Fu Hua turned to the next page.

"It's really strange that the theater has turned into a library again, and the books in it are all books compiled by my research projects. This dream is okay."

"In my dream, I seem to be able to control the changes of the dream at will. It is a world that belongs to me."

"I dreamed again today, but I also dreamed that someone was speaking to me in my voice."

"That voice told me that I belong here, this is my world, the outside world is just a puppet, not only I belong here, but everyone also belongs here."

"Yes, yes, one person's voice is very small, and one person's voice is very weak, and the group of people can't hear it at all, so we need to rely on everyone's strength, everyone?"

"What do I write? I've been under too much pressure recently. The class for the day is already full and I can't take more classes. It seems that I need to do something at night."

"I dreamed of that world again, where there was what I wanted, and many dolls like me appeared. Everyone sang and danced, and seemed to be very happy. It's so strange, I seemed to be looking forward to dreaming that place."

From here on, the diary no longer has all kinds of diaries, and the content has become endless. There are only some strange sentences that seem to be written down by hand after a flash of inspiration.

"I seemed to have slept all day yesterday, and my body was groggy. When I woke up, I saw a wooden puppet sitting next to me, and this puppet was me!"

"It has my appearance, my voice, my expression, my memory... This puppet is me, and 'I' is just a shell!"

Then I became more messy, like a child's graffiti, and occasionally there are some words that can be read and understood. If you want to understand a sentence, you must connect the context.

"Sing, dance, surgery, anatomy, domination, reality!"

Among these fake words, Han Jiang actually saw a more exciting rhetorical question, "It's always been like this, isn't it right!?"

Unexpectedly, this Law Ruler was really self-motivated, which made Han Jiang a little ashamed.

After reading the records in the diary, Fu Hua put down the diary and asked Han Jiang: "I remember you said that in that space, the Herrschers all turned into puppets."

Han Jiang nodded, "That's right. When we first saw the Herrschers in Gaha State, every Herrscher used the appearance of a human being. Since Stormwind City entered that space, the Herrschers seem to be Abandoning the human appearance, all turned into dolls."

"Moreover, this professor's record is very similar to the Herrscher I met in Stormwind City, except that this professor is a depressed person, while that person has no hope for the future."

As for that person's name, Han Jiang had already forgotten and did not go into it.

"Could it be..." Fu Hua said: "There are many reasons why human beings become Herrschers. One of them is that they no longer have hope for themselves and fall into endless darkness. And these Herrschers..."

Han Jiang said: "Well, I'm afraid they all fell into some kind of paranoia and couldn't control their emotions."

Although Fu Hua's body has also become the Herrscher of Knowledge, the spirit of the Herrscher of Knowledge is the consciousness born directly in her body under the control of Houkai's will.

As for losing hope in life, Fu Hua also had it, but that was already a matter of the last era.

"According to our experience, Herrschers have their own space, which is one of the reasons why they can synchronize information in real time, but these... are all information we already know."

Fu Hua agreed: "That's right, let's go to the staff dormitory to take a look, maybe we can find more information."

That's what they said, but the two of them no longer had much hope for this trip.

After all, it has been half a year since the matter happened, and the first owner of the Herrscher was a professor, so he wouldn't be so stupid as to not leave.

"Let's go."

After leaving the office, the two went straight to the staff dormitory where the professor was.

The staff dormitory was also sealed, and the company in the dormitory was okay, but it was more messy.

Half of the uneaten dishes in the kitchen have not been cleaned, and now they are all dry and hard substances sticking to the pot and plates.

As for the smell... these foods that have completely lost their moisture, even the smell is gone.

The dormitory environment is even messier than the office, and waste paper is thrown on the ground.

Han Jiang picked up one and opened it to look at it. The title on it was something like "xxx evolution, human beings".

It seems that the professor's ambition is still great, no wonder he said in his diary that this is a groundbreaking topic.

But whether it is human beings or animals, evolution is observed in units of millions of years, which is already a conclusion of the scientific community.

The professor wants to change this, I am afraid that the illusion is greater than the actual significance.

Even Otto failed to make human evolution happen, and the most groundbreaking biological experiment was nothing more than combining Honkai beast cells with human cells.

The purpose of the World Snake is also to allow humans to "evolve" together, but it is nothing more than to allow humans to have artificial stigmata.

In essence, the "Stigmata Project" is also a kind of natural selection, but it relies more on the resistance of human beings, rather than making acquired choices.

Although the professor didn't leave any more detailed words, Han Jiang can guess with his toes that he wants humans to carry out further evolution, and the process may be more radical and unacceptable.

Those medical journals that rejected the manuscript may also have seen the professor's whimsical experiment, human beings did not evolve, but turned into some kind of monster.

"Sigh, it seems that the trip was in vain. There is no useful information for people to go to the building here." Han Jiang said with a sigh.

"Da da da!"

The door of the dormitory was knocked suddenly, and a man knocked on the door, twisted the doorknob and walked in.

"You two, this place has been closed by our school. What's your purpose for coming in?"

Han Jiang and Fu Hua looked at each other, and they got closer.

The man showed a stiff smile and said, "My two classmates, what can I do for you?"

"Hiss... two students, there is something wrong with you."

Han Jiang asked, "What?"

The man stared at Han Jiang and said: "There is a huge amount of Houkai in the body, but the body is not collapsed, and there are powers that do not belong to this world... Hiss... Something is wrong."

After speaking, he looked at Fu Hua again.

"Hiss..." The man's gasping voice didn't seem to stop, he twisted his face into a surprised look with both hands and said to Fu Hua, "There's something wrong with this female classmate."

"I clearly felt the breath of Herrscher's core before I came back to see a doctor, but your core doesn't want to be a core, but it looks like a dead thing. Could it be a stone?"

"Heh." Han Jiang said with a sudden smile, "The identity this time is, doctor?"

Obviously wearing the clothes of a security guard, the man moved his limbs and arms like a marionette.

"The doctor has always been my identity, oh, it can also be said to be our identity. What's wrong with you, thank you for telling me, so I can see a doctor properly."

Fu Hua had already clenched his fist, Han Jiang stretched out his hand to block it, and said, "Let's see what else he can say."

The man said angrily, "What else can we say, it's obvious that you two are sick."

"What exactly do you want to say?" Fu Hua asked.

"Hey!" The man sighed, "One or two, do you really think I'm a miracle doctor? If you don't tell me what's wrong with me, I can't guess it. If you two cooperate well, I will cure you."

Said that the man's stiff body had rushed towards the two of them, Han Jiang kicked the man out of the room again with a sideways kick.

"I think, you should heal yourself before you talk about it."

(End of this chapter)