Facing the dream-like darkness behind the door, Shang Jianyao walked in without hesitation.
What caught his eye was a small room.
It seems to be a conference room, with a long light white table in the middle, and a dozen matching chairs around it, white walls and brown doors on the left, and a row of windows on the right, but it's pitch black outside and you can't see anything. .
Shang Jianyao looked left and right, and a figure appeared on each chair.
Their faces were blurred, men and women, with a laptop in front of them, or a notebook and a pen in front of them.
"Have a meeting..." Shang Jianyao walked over happily and tried to join.
Just then, a man stood up, walked to the front of the conference table, and projected the contents of his computer onto the screen.
In the next second, he said in the gray language:
"We can see that the two chiral molecules have completely different biological activities..."
Shang Jianyao was stunned and opened his mouth, unable to interrupt.
In the meeting that followed, those figures took turns to speak and discussed heatedly, but Shang Jianyao, who had always actively participated in similar activities, seemed to have turned into a human-shaped stake, standing dumbly beside the long white table.
After an unknown amount of time, he screamed and rushed to the door of the conference room.
But no matter whether he was kicking or kicking, or savagely ramming, the door remained motionless, as if it were directly welded to the wall.
Unable to succeed, Shang Jianyao retreated a distance, showed a grenade gun, and pulled the trigger at the door.
Boom!
In the violent explosion, the door of the conference room was intact.
Seeing that Thermal Yue is more brave in battle, he tried various methods, but he failed to break through the door.
During the whole process, the figures next to the conference table did not respond, and were still communicating and discussing academic issues.
Shang Jianyao gasped heavily, covered his ears, and exited the "205" room the same way.
…
The next morning, when preparing breakfast, Jiang Baimian asked Shang Jianyao:
"Did you explore room '205' last night?"
She didn't avoid Du Heng, what she thought was a frank attitude in exchange for the wool, no, the opportunity to seek guidance.
"Explore." Shang Jianyao looked sad and fearful, "It's terrible, it's terrible, this is the most terrible room I've ever seen!"
"What exactly happened to you?" Jiang Baimian saw that this guy was alive and kicking, it didn't look like he had been severely negatively affected.
Shang Jianyao replied with a ghostly expression:
"Those people in the dream are holding academic seminars!"
"What's there to be afraid of?" Jiang Baimian asked suspiciously.
Does it involve some horrible, bloody, cruel experiment
Shang Jianyao's face was full of grief:
"It's scary, I don't understand it at all!
"They speak Greyhound, and it's the more common kind, but I don't understand it at all, I can't participate!"
It's terrifying, terrifying!
Jiang Baimian's mouth twitched invisibly:
"Can you repeat what they were saying? Pick up what you remember."
"I don't understand, how can I remember the content?" Shang Jianyao looked embarrassed, "I just remember chiral molecules, left-handed, right-handed, polarized light, biological activity, drugs..."
By the way, he described the general scene of that conference room.
Jiang Baimian nodded thoughtfully:
"This is the content of biomedicine. It is normal for you to understand electronics."
Before she could say anything, Shang Jianyao looked at Du Heng who was sitting on a stone waiting for breakfast:
"Mr. Du Heng, how do you say that such a dream should be passed through or how to explore the depths?"
Du Heng laughed:
"How can you be sure that it is a dream and not a psychological shadow."
Because it's Zhisui's room... Jiang Baimian mumbled in his heart.
Shang Jianyao had no trouble explaining how to explain it, and said directly:
"Just like a dream."
Du Heng's question just now seemed to be just casual, and he didn't care about the answer at all. He smiled and said:
"According to the scenario you describe, there are only two ways to break through or move on. Either find a way to open the door, or join the discussion and point out the mistakes in the content of those people's academic exchanges, or solve their embarrassing problems."
"I tried it, and the door can't be opened at all!" Shang Jianyao showed a frightened expression, "and I don't understand what they were discussing at all!"
Since you can't understand it, you can't find out the error or help solve the problem. For Shang Jianyao, this is like asking a blind question.
"This is not something I can solve. I can only understand the words you just mentioned." Du Heng said with relief, "The big deal is to change the room. There is not much else in the 'Spiritual Corridor', and the rooms are everywhere. "
"No." Shang Jianyao shook his head firmly, "That room is very important."
Jiang Baimian thought for a while and said:
"I still have some research on biomedicine. Why don't you go in and listen to it every day, write down the corresponding content, and relay it to me. I'll see what issues they are discussing."
"What if the content of their communication is different each time?" Shang Jianyao asked.
Jiang Baimian frowned:
"Every time a biomedical question is changed? Is the owner of the '205' room one hundred thousand? Why?"
Moreover, why did the "Dawn" in February dream of such a scene
Before the destruction of the old world, his incarnation was an expert in biomedicine
—With Du Heng by his side, Jiang Baimian didn't directly say that it was the "Dawn" room.
At this time, Du Heng smiled and said:
"My experience is that the dream state corresponding to the 'mind room' is different every time, because everyone has a different experience every day.
"However, if it is a long-term dream, then its content will be repetitive and cyclical.
"The next time you go in and hear a different academic discussion, don't worry, you will return to the original one after a few times."
The strong person who has entered the "new world" and is in a sleeping state in reality will have a dream that will last for a long time.
Shang Jianyao said sadly:
"What if I can't tell if there is a repetition
"I don't understand!
"Also, I can't remember that much at one time."
This is the tragedy of "illiterate".
Jiang Baimian sighed and said:
"Ants move."
"Well, take your time, don't rush." Du Heng also suggested the same.
After breakfast, Jiang Baimian asked Du Heng:
"Mr. Du Heng, can you drive?"
"Yes." Du Heng replied, "It's just that sometimes, walking is easier than driving."
Jiang Baimian laughed:
"Then I'll trouble Mr. Du Heng to drive, and I'll show him the way and let him get some sleep."
He was referring to Shang Jianyao, who was on duty for a few hours before dawn.
"You show the way?" Shang Jianyao looked terrified.
Jiang Baimian gritted his teeth secretly:
"I just tell Mr. Du Heng the location of the target and the corresponding coordinates. It is up to Mr. Du Heng to decide how to open it."
"No problem." Du Heng smiled casually and ended the "quarrel".
For the next week, the Jeep drove slowly, with a limited distance each day.
And Shang Jianyao has entered the dream of "Dawn" again and again, and "gets" the content of the discussion into reality by rote memorization.
- He is lucky, that dream always repeats the discussion of the same academic issue.
Seeing that the headquarters of the Eighth Research Institute was not too far away, Shang Jianyao finally completed the task.
During the break, Jiang Baimian, who had completed the last piece of the puzzle, held the stack of papers and nodded lightly:
"I already know what they were discussing.
"They're having trouble developing a drug that can penetrate the blood-brain barrier and are suspected of treating certain chronic neurodegenerative diseases.
"The point involved is..."
"Oh oh oh." Shang Jianyao nodded frequently with an "I totally understand" expression.
Jiang Baimian hadn't talked about professional issues for a long time, and he was very happy to talk about it, and he talked a lot.
Finally, she concluded:
"This problem, the company has also researched and has already solved it. Although there is still a long way to go before the successful development of that kind of drug, this small problem has indeed been solved."
She immediately took out a pen and wrote several pages on the paper in her hand.
Then, she looked at Shang Jianyao and said:
"Memorize it and tell those people in the dream."
"Ah?" Shang Jianyao showed a rare embarrassed expression.
After cramming education, relying on the results of genetic improvement and the joint efforts of ten people, they entered the "Spiritual Corridor" with confidence and opened the door of "205" room.
Afraid of forgetting the answer, as soon as he entered the conference room and saw those figures emerge, he bluntly began to recite it.
After he finished reciting, there was an eerie silence in the conference room.
Those people have their own actions, or open the software, or use pen and paper, busy with their own affairs, and do not communicate as frequently as before.
I don't know how long it took, and they, who had never dealt with Shang Jianyao, turned sideways and looked at this guy.
"This idea seems to be really feasible..." More than one person said.
Shang Jian Yao was overjoyed:
"There is a reaction, there is a reaction!"
He immediately praised Jiang Baimian:
"Knowledge really equals power!"