Massachusetts Institute of Technology, School of Engineering, Cambridge, Massachusetts, USA.

A spacious and bright classroom is starting, a white middle-aged man on the stage is talking endlessly about the concept of computers and the trend of future development, and more than a dozen students are also listening attentively, sometimes some students raise their hands to ask questions, and the middle-aged will answer in a humorous way, with strange words, causing the students to laugh.

No one noticed, a few open windowsills at the back of the classroom, and at some point, quietly climbed into a green vine, the vine stretched out some tentacles, hanging quietly in front of the open glass window, and a white flower bloomed at the top, the flower was motionless, towards the podium, as if it was also listening carefully to the white middle-aged lecture.

Not only in this classroom, but also in other classrooms, there are also vines, which look extremely strange and weird.

"Hey, Tom, you see, the school is so well greened, and these vines are blooming into the classrooms."

"Well, Massachusetts has been around for more than 100 years. These vines may be as old as the school! ”

In the classroom, two students found the vine flower that reached into the classroom and couldn't help but talk.

"Tom and Jerry, you two speak, please be quiet. If it affects my class, I will give you both an evaluation this semester......"

"Professor, we promise to listen carefully."

"That's good, students, let's continue to talk about the future development trend of computers."

On the podium, the two of them raised their heads and assured that the middle-aged white man was talking again, and no one was staring at the flowers blooming on the vines at the back of the classroom.

In the blink of an eye, the day has passed, and the night is approaching the earth, and the branches of the moon are already midnight and early morning.

During the day, the noisy and lively campus was silent at this time, and the air was filled with fog and condensed mist, hazy and shrouded in the campus.

The night is already very deep, everything on the ground seems to have fallen asleep, the whole world is surprisingly quiet, only the street lamps on the side of the road are not asleep, emitting a misty light, accompanied by the loneliness of the campus at night.

The doors of the major libraries at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology have long been closed, there is no light in the halls, it is pitch black, and tens of millions of books are displayed on the shelves.

During the day, the place is full, but at night it is frighteningly quiet, and the bookshelves are like ghostly shadows, standing here, adding a bit of eerie appearance to the museum.

A gust of night wind blew, and there was a very faint, rustling sound on the grass outside the library, like some insects crawling, but it was not the sound of insect activity.

Under the misty moonlight, dozens of vines sprouted from the meadow and grew with astonishing momentum.

Breaking the soil, budding, growing branches, growing leaves, and then stretching and growing, several steps are completed in a few breaths.

Before anyone could be surprised, the vines climbed into the hall from a water pipe on the wall outside the museum that was used to drain the rain when it rained. Unbeknownst to anyone, the vines have stolen into the library of this world-renowned university.

If anyone were in the library at the moment, they would see dozens of green vines popping out of the drain of a bathroom on the third floor, divided into three groups, one group wandering on the third floor, and the other two groups quickly reaching for the library area on the first and second floors.

Like a person selecting a book, the vine searches for books in front of rows of bookshelves, and then selects certain books and flips through them page by page on the spot.

The vines turn books so fast that it's hard to believe that they're reading a book, and in just a few tens of seconds, a vine can turn through a book with hundreds of pages.

When the book is finished, the vines will put the book back in its place, and they will act like a real borrower.

More than ten minutes passed, and after careful counting, hundreds of books had been turned over by the vines.

If you pay attention to the books that the vines have just turned over, you will find that they are mainly computer knowledge, from the most basic principles of computer architecture to the compilation of advanced computer programs.

After reading the computer-related books, Vine began to read other books, such as mechanical engineering, metal smelting, mineral identification and search, biological science, and even theology and other magazines, etc., all within the scope of Vine's reading.

The vine is like a devout seeker of knowledge, as long as it is knowledge, all of them will not be refused.

When the sky broke and it was about to dawn, the sound of morning exercise sounded on the campus, and the vines quickly put the last book on the shelf, and then retreated from the drain pipe and returned to the grass outside the library.

When you come without a trace, when you go without a trace!

The morning sun casts over the clouds, and the university library stands tall in the morning light.

The fog at night has not dissipated, the flowers and plants in the grass are dotted with a little dewdrops, with a gust of morning wind, the leaves are moving, only they know what happened here last night?!

A student who passed by the library on a morning jog saw that the wires buried in the ground outside the library had been dug up by something and forcibly pulled off by brute force.

Not only in the United States, but also in the University of Tokyo and Waseda University in Japan, Moscow University and St. Petersburg University in the Soviet Union, Oxford and Cambridge Universities in the United Kingdom, the Technical University of Munich and Heidelberg University in Germany, and so on, what happened yesterday at MIT is happening in universities and research institutes around the world.

Knowledge is the wealth of civilization and is the continuous accumulation of civilization in the process of progress.

On weekdays, they may be just a mantra, a formula, a narrative text, ordinary and without any power, but as long as you choose to activate them, they will immediately burst out with unparalleled power, their light is comparable to the sun, and their power can shake the heavens and the earth.

Unfortunately, many people do not value them, and now, the knowledge accumulated by mankind for thousands of years is being unwittingly stolen by a secret "thief", and a huge amount of knowledge is coming from all directions, and the sea is full of rivers and rivers, and it is merged on that nameless island in the Pacific Ocean.

The island is lush and lush with vegetation, and it looks like an island full of life, but if you really go to the island, you will find that the island is a little chilling, not to mention the birds and beasts, not even the sound of small insects flying.

In the dense vegetation, a large rose plant grows here.

The stem of this rose plant is thick, the branches and leaves are green, and the leaves cover a lot of the surrounding area, especially the roots of the plant, which are deeply embedded in the earth.

Countless vines sprout from the island in all directions, and it is conservatively estimated that millions of vines are sticking out of it, and it is from these vines that seemingly lush vegetation grows.

Suddenly, on the island, the bud at the top of the rose plant slowly bloomed, and the eighteen crimson petals split neatly to form a blooming flower, and a hole half a meter in diameter was revealed in the center of the flower.

Golden spores erupted from the flower holes, like volcanic eruptions, but these spores were not scorching, nor did they float in the sky and the earth like ashes, but floated around the rose plants.

Countless golden spores surround the plant, and these spores are constantly gathering and changing, becoming this and forming that.

Soon, the golden spores slowly stopped changing, and integrated circuit boards, which looked like human computer components, were created out of thin air.