In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed since I came to Qingli University, and Zhuo Bufan has been late for more than a week, and it is about to be the National Day in the blink of an eye.

College life is different from high school, college life is more free, the course schedule is also very flexible, the classmates in a class spend very little time together every day, Zhuo Bufan is only familiar with the fat man and Chen Junyang, as for the others, he doesn't know anyone.

In the past half a month, Zhuo Bufan has two points and one line, except for being in school, it is to go back to the hospital to help Zhang Xiaocui, the only thing that makes Zhuo Bufan feel depressed is that Zhang Xiaocui intends to match him and Zhang Huan, but he didn't say it explicitly, he can't find a reason to refuse directly, and he can't pull Zhang Huan outside and tell her that he doesn't like her, it hurts the girl's heart.

"I've searched through most of the school library, but I still can't find any written records on the treasure map." Zhuo Bufan frowned.

Qingli University is known as the first university in Zhejiang Province, the top ten institutions of higher learning in the Dragon Kingdom, although the library is not as good as Harvard, but it is not small, the three libraries together are enough to accommodate tens of thousands of students to read books in it.

"It would be nice if you cultivated your divine sense, so that you would be able to read through them one by one here like now, and directly scan them with your divine sense, and you will know where the things you need to find are." Zhuo Bufan stood in front of the bookshelf and said with a wry smile.

The bookshelves in front of him were covered with dusty books, all of which were articles published in the 70s and 80s for the postgraduate examination of ancient literature, which looked boring and boring, and there were very few students who drafted ancient documents, and it was normal for no one to read them, so these books were covered with dust.

Zhuo Bufan put the books in his hand into the bookshelf, sighed, and suddenly looked at his side.

I saw an old man with gray hair and reading glasses standing next to him, opening a book with a tattered cover, and the words 'Gu Loulan' were faintly written on it.

"Professor Yu." Zhuo Bufan shouted politely.

This old man is the professor he applied for the elective class, he has been doing literature research all his life, and he has dedicated his time to academics, which is not many times stronger than those teachers who only know how to make extra money and make money by running training courses.

"Oh." Yu Wenda pushed the reading glasses frame on the bridge of his nose, and looked at him suspiciously, Zhuo Bufan rarely blushed, although he respected the old professor, but he hadn't been to the professor's class a few times, and the old professor didn't know him normally.

Yu Wenda smiled and said, "Are you Zhuo Bufan?" ”

Zhuo Bufan didn't expect that he still remembered himself, maybe it was the scar on his face that was impressive, and nodded and said, "Professor Yu, what are you looking at?" ”

"Just open it, I've been doing research and research on Gu Loulan for the past few years, but unfortunately there has been no progress!" Yu Wenda said, shook his head, and sighed: "Now the society is different, there are fewer people who can calm down and do research, the market manager, everything is better than high academics to make money, and the state's funds are used to develop science and technology, medicine, and real estate, which is better than giving us old men to do research." ”

Zhuo Bufan nodded thoughtfully, academic research does play a small role in social progress, and it is not as fast as building a building.

"But I still think it's better to do research, the birth and destruction of every civilization will always inspire the world, so as not to repeat the mistakes of the past." Zhuo Bufan suddenly said that he had seen a great power destroy a planet with one move in the Xiuzhen Universe, just because the people on that planet sent people to beat him for no reason.

Yu Wenda's originally somewhat cloudy eyes flashed with a gleam, and he said with a smile: "You have such an understanding at a young age, it's not bad, it's true that our academic research can't immediately bring benefits to the society and the country, but its impact is long-term." ”

Zhuo Bufan didn't hear what he said clearly, anyway, he had to leave the earth to go to the universe to cultivate the truth, but his eyes fell on Professor Yu's other hand, which held a broken page, the page was yellowed, but the words on it were exactly the same as the treasure map in Zhuo Bufan's hand.

"Professor Yu, what is the thing in your hand?"

"Oh, you say this? This was bought by a friend and I in the hands of a captain who touched gold, and I have been studying the text on it, so it can be considered so-so. Yu Wenda glanced at the pages in his hand and said with a smile: "But I have checked many materials in the National Library, and I have not found any records of this kind of writing, it should be a text left by a very small tribe or race." ”

Zhuo Bufan thought about it seriously, should he hand over the treasure map in his hand to Professor Yu for help?

After some hesitation, Zhuo Bufan finally made an order, it is undoubtedly as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack for him to check like this now, even if Professor Yu knows the secrets above, it doesn't matter, if Professor Yu wants to hand over things to the state, he will not be able to cut off his beard halfway.

"Professor Yu, in fact, I have this kind of text written on a piece of cloth at home, and my grandmother picked it up from outside, I don't know what it is." Zhuo Bufan pretended to be hazy and touched his nose.

Yu Wenda's eyes lit up like a light bulb, "Really, hurry up and show it to me, I have dragged a lot of relationships, and it took a lot of money to get such a small page of yellow paper, and I have studied it for three years, do you really have it at home?" ”

"Well, there is, but in my hometown, I have to go home and get it after the National Day." Zhuo Bufan didn't take it out recklessly, he still wanted to check the information these days, if he could find it himself, the fewer people who knew this secret, the better.

Yu Wenda groaned: "You're still in your hometown, then you hurry up and bring it back to me to see, maybe there will be a major discovery, and you will be the first to do it when the time comes." After speaking, Yu Wenda took out a white business card, handed it to Zhuo Bufan with both hands and said, "This is my phone number, you can call me when the time comes." ”

"Well, okay, Professor Yu." Zhuo Bufan nodded, glanced at the business card, there was only a string of phone numbers and names, and nothing else, compared to those who write the titles of manager, supervisor, and director at every turn, Professor Yu is too low-key, after all, he is a full-level professor, and even the school leaders have to buy him a little face.

After saying goodbye to Professor Yu, Zhuo Bufan left the library and went straight back to the class, and now there is finally a clue about the treasure map, hoping to crack the secret above.

Suddenly, the fat man and Chen Junyang came back from buying soda outside, and the two glanced at each other and walked in front of him.

(End of chapter)