Back in the lounge, An Zhe found that everyone had already started to get busy with their own things.

The heart is so big!

An Zhe couldn't help but shake his head, these people have always been like this, they will continue to think when they are free, and from time to time they will write hard to write down some of the inspirations and conjectures that come to mind.

It's also because she doesn't want to waste time, so she has to go to the room to get her notebook.

Sure enough, behind everyone's success, there will be hard work and diligence.

An Zhe and Makise Hong Liqi glanced at each other, and did not disturb everyone's contemplation, sitting quietly to the side, and only occasionally whispered a conversation.

There was no one resting in the lounge, but An Zhe saw Maise Hongliqi's theoretical hand, picked it up and looked at it curiously, and then looked at it.

He didn't speak, just watched quietly, his fingers subconsciously tapping his knees.

Half an hour later, he finished reading the theory, put it aside, and exhaled softly.

"Tell me what you think?"

Maise Hongli said softly on the side, picked up a cup of tea and put it in front of An Zhe.

"Huh? What do you think......" An Zhe looked at Maise Hongliqi for some reason.

"After reading other people's papers, aren't you going to give me a good guidance?"

An Zhe reacted, and Makise Hongliqi obviously saw An Zhe reading his paper a long time ago, but he didn't stop it.

"Hey, I'll just look at the fun ......"

"What do you suggest about a way to compress memories only for space-time transmission?" Makise ignored An Zhe's foolery and asked him directly.

"Uh......"

An Zhe was helpless, he knew that it was obviously impossible to fool Maise Hong Liqi, so he could only shrug his shoulders.

"All I can say is that there is a chance that it will be successful. Your paper makes it clear that as long as a person's memory reading for a certain period of time is converted into data, and then passed through a certain machine, it can be sent back to the past. Such a machine can also be called a time jump machine, and it is much less difficult than the production of a manned time machine. ”

"However, the data of human memory is too large, and it exists in terabytes, which is a problem. As for the machine that sends memories to the past, I've always guessed that it can be done with the simple time machine that made gelatinized bananas in the first place. ”

Makise Red Liqi seemed to regard An Zhe as a scientist of the same level, An Zhe's recognition of her theory made her seem a little excited, she stared at An Zhe, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

As a researcher, she is a girl with a strong desire to learn and plunge headlong into what interests her.

"Do you have a solution to the problem of large memory data?"

An Zhe tilted his head, his expression was a little strange: "Since you have already made a manned time machine, why haven't you figured out the problem of memory data......"

"Is it the same as sending the hard drive directly to it and taking out the data and sending it away separately?" Makise frowned, as if she was despising An Zhe for asking such idiotic questions.

"I'm ......" An Zhe opened his mouth, speechless for a while, so he had to take a sip of tea angrily.

"It's very simple, through a series of measures such as particle collisions, create artificial mini-black holes, and compress huge memory data into just a dozen bytes."

An Zhe said, squinting at Maise Hongliqi: "Make an artificial black hole, do you want me to teach you?" ”

"Gotta do it!"

Maise Hong Liqi turned her head directly, she naturally knew the formation theory of black holes, how could she still need An Zhe to explain.

It's just that what she doesn't know is that An Zhe is completely unclear about the real professional theory of artificial black holes......

Although the two despised each other, they soon got together to discuss the memory jumping machine, and the Hiya Dingmao on the side had stopped and quietly pricked up his ears to listen to the discussion between the two.

Time passed like this, An Zhe was holding a pen, drawing a theoretical structure diagram of the memory jump machine in the record book, he had memories about this aspect, combined with the reminder of Maise Hong Liqi, and naturally restored the time shuttle structure diagram in his memory.

An Zhe finished drawing the theoretical structure diagram, grinned, and wanted to show off to Maise Hongliqi when he took it.

"I said assistant......"

Before he could finish speaking, he paused, because Makise Hongrisu had fallen asleep on the table.

At this time, it was already half past five in the morning, and An Zhe was full of energy as a capable person, but Maise Hongliqi and the others obviously didn't have this capital, they were already tired for a day, and they would definitely not be able to stand it if they stayed up late.

Even Sakamoto Mao, who didn't want to rest, couldn't hold it and fell asleep.

An Zhe blinked, quietly closed the notebook in his hand and kept it, and then turned his head to look at the girl lying on the table, the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked slightly, and his eyes softened.

Makise's long reddish-brown hair covered half of her cheeks, but Anzhe could still see her closed eyes. Her long eyelashes occasionally fluttered slightly.

Picking up the white coat that the girl took off on one side and gently draped it over her shoulders, An Zhe propped his chin and tilted his head, and looked at the girl quietly for a while before standing up and coming to the time shuttle in the center of the room.

The size of the time machine under the thick cover of the red cloth is quite large, through the photos, An Zhe found that the appearance of the machine is no different from the appearance in his memory, there seems to be some kind of will in the dark, so that the trajectory of the development of the world and An Zhe's memory faintly coincide, and there is a difference that he does not understand.

An Zhe's thoughts drifted away, standing in front of the time machine, as if he had settled down, until the time reached six o'clock in the morning, everyone's mobile phone alarm clock rang, and the time machine also made a running sound at the same time.

It started on its own.

An Zhe's eyes condensed slightly, he didn't understand what was going on, and turned his head to look at the people who were awakened by the alarm clock.

"Ah...... It's time for the machine to check again, and the rest time is over. ”

Sakamoto Mao came over rubbing his sleepy eyes, and Makise and Riki both woke up.

Hearing Sakamoto Mao's explanation, An Zhe knew why the machine started on its own, it turned out to be a routine self-check......

Just thinking like this, everyone suddenly heard a mocking sound from downstairs, and Makise Hongliqi strangely approached the window and looked at it for a while, and suddenly looked stunned.

"Anzhe, that hovercar looks like yours...... It caught fire......"

"Huh?"

An Zhe was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that it seemed that the hovercar sent by the Demon Hunting Tower to pick him up had been parked downstairs waiting for him, and before he left the Demon Capital, the executor of the Demon Hunting Tower would be waiting for him.

Why did it catch fire inexplicably?

Everyone upstairs walked to the window curiously, watching the limited edition luxury car that caught fire downstairs, but they also ignored the time machine that was conducting a self-inspection.

The shock happened at this moment......

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