Barakas's Diary

November 9, 1982

The teacher told me that as of today, I have learned 5,000 words. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info She wouldn't teach me any more words, however, she suggested that I start journaling.

Dad said he was right.

This is my first diary.

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5 March 1990

For the first time, I knew that Dani could run so fast that she forgot to take her underwear! It's a pity that she would like to lie in the same bed with me, but she doesn't want to have a pile of books lying next to her.

Eisen's bookstore is closed today, and "Supernatural Legends" will not be available until tomorrow.

It was a terrible day.

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11 August 1992

The Charles River is hard to see.

William's sculpture is ugly.

The dormitory administrator's face was also ugly

Perhaps, I should have chosen Harvard rather than damn Boston University!

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November 18, 1994

Damn the World Wide Web Coalition, can't that group of people find a quieter place to celebrate?

Has the cover editor of this issue of Supernatural Legends changed?

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7 March 1998

It took a full two hours to actually enter the Hart lab, where the current math showed obvious flaws in calculating the number of safety inspections.

There is only one cosmetic sign in the lab: imagination is more important than knowledge.

I love this quote not just because it comes from Albert Einstein/Abraham.

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7 December 2006

After auditing, reporting, auditing, reporting, auditing, reporting, auditing, reporting, auditing, reporting, publishing, celebrating, I finally became the director of the center.

So far, it has only brought me three days off, in addition to the countless troubles of the past two years.

I should resign as soon as possible.

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11 December 2006

They said they had not received a letter of resignation.

I saw it and it was on the table.

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18 February 2009

The trouble was that I had to spend another two hours trying to pick a new car.

There was no doubt that the 120-yard speed hit the concrete surface, and it was dead no matter which calculation was used.

Damn it! Get me out of the hospital!

Or bring me Supernatural Tales!

I really didn't think about it while driving, so why didn't you want to believe me?

By the way, the environment in which the prisoner was stayed, it was really fascinating.

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25 February 2009

The "Crank Space Static Project" has rightfully made no progress.

The politician with a pear around his neck will never understand how slow the research of fundamental physics is. (I guess when he agreed to the project, he must have thought he would live to see the results.)

I bought a new copy of Supernatural Legends, and the previous one had several pages that had been flipped.

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29 February 2009

I actually added the formula I had in mind to my experimental testing arrangement.

It's incredible, it has a full five elements, from science fiction.

George was right, my memory is unmatched, and I really should have found something to enjoy besides reading.

However, that didn't stop me from having fun with this accident.

It actually calculates a decent parameter.

Very good work, except for a slightly more boring description of punishment, the rest of the parts are almost completely close to reality.

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5 March 2009

It's hard to imagine that this issue of "The Cage of Skyrim" has posted that parameter.

The story must have taken the author three hundred years, or perhaps the author had a computer as powerful as Hart's lab.

Neither is possible.

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March 11, 2009

The pear came again, with his four Vajra.

He thanked me for my tremendous contribution to the Stars and Stripes, even though he said this while I was using a supercomputer built at a cost of 1.5 billion Stars and Stripes to deduce long formulas from science fiction.

This poor carbon-based monkey.

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April 9, 2009

Unbelievable!

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10 April 2009

Unbelievable!

All formulas and parameters can prove each other!

I actually used the parameters and formulas in science fiction to calculate the macro longitudinal index of the "Crank Space Static Project".

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11 April 2009

Riko didn't think he could approve my request for thirty days off.

I don't think he's likely to agree with my new discoveries in science fiction.

However, this poor carbon-based monkey, like me yesterday, forgot that the director of the center could easily walk out of the eight security doors of the laboratory at any time.

That's a pretty good position.

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11 May 2009

I hired eleven translators and searched all the journals, papers, and abstracts I could find, but I didn't find anything related to the parameters of those formulas.

Nor has there been any recent progress on a project similar to the Crank Space Static Project.

The interpreters were far away from me, and they thought I must be covered in fleas.

This is a misconception that fleas can barely survive without bathing for 30 days.

At least I didn't find it.

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13 May 2009

Aside from his poor complexion, the pear looked a little flattened, and he didn't seem to be very willing to talk to me.

I flipped through all the calculations of the previous months in the piles of drafts, and there were no surprises, and all the formulas and parameters could indeed prove each other.

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14 June 2009

Using the 1.5 billion tax of the people of the Stars and Stripes to calculate many times, the macro vertical index of the "Crank Space Static Project" is indeed exactly the same.

Although it has no effect on the actual needs of the project.

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June 15, 2009

For thirty-two hours, I checked all the formulas and parameters again.

Yes, they can prove each other.

However, I haven't figured out any correlation between them and other formula parameters that currently exist.

They're in their own right! They are self-contained! In the absence of any foundation, self-contained!

Most likely, they themselves are the foundations themselves.

But what does this do?

It's hard to imagine how calculus can help knotted memorization.

Because of this, I can't prove my findings to anyone.

But what did I find?

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16 June 2009

Pear's performance today gave me a great idea.

Perhaps I can reverse these formulas from the parameters.

This is undoubtedly an extremely difficult process, after all, the method of deriving knotted notes from calculus backwards has to go through too many steps in reverse, such as algebra, variable concepts, geometry, arithmetic, and so on.

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22 July 2009

I did it!

It's really frustrating.

I deduced something I didn't even recognize.

If this process takes a hundred steps in total, perhaps I have deduced a tenth of the first step.

And it took me a month.

It is worth mentioning that my colleagues have also started to distance themselves from me.

Are fleas so scary?

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26 August 2009

Disaster has struck!

The end of "Cage in Skyrim" meant that I could no longer find any new clues that would help reverse the deduction.

Wait, maybe I've found a way......

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At this point, Mr. Barracas/Ferfar, a member of the Stars and Stripes Nation Physical Society, director of the Hart Laboratory Center, and professor of physics at Boston University, put down the pen in his hand and reached for the phone in his arms.

At the same time, the gentleman's eyes were staring at a page of "Supernatural Legends", a few lines of small, narrow, thin black letters.

It was marked with the contact address of Supernatural Legends magazine, as well as a phone number for readers' feedback.

The call was answered quickly.

"Hello, Supernatural Legends Editorial Board Switchboard."

"Hello." Barakas said quickly, "I'm a reader of Skyrim's Cage, please help me find the contact information for the 'Archon'. ”

"I'm sorry, Mr. Reader......," the young female voice replied just as quickly, and as you can imagine, she must have heard the request countless times: "I'd be happy to help you, but this is the Supernatural Legends editorial department." There is no contact number for the 'Consul', no contact address for him, no email address for him, and no contact information for him. ”

This is not possible, as long as the manuscript is submitted, it must have an address, or an email address.

Barakas judged instantly. So, he stared at the small black letters, and said at the same time: "Then, please help me pick up the editor-in-chief...... Mr. Lindbyer/Waldcher of your magazine. ”

"I'm sorry, Mr. Reader......" The young girl's reply was still fast, after all, it was still a request she had heard countless times, "I'd be happy to help you, but Mr. Editor-in-Chief is at work, and you need to make an appointment to talk to him." ”

"Appointment?" Barakas couldn't instantly judge the authenticity of this answer, so he had to say helplessly, "Okay, I'll make an appointment now...... When can I speak to Mr. Editor-in-Chief? ”

"Please leave your name and contact details."

"Barakas, Barakas/Fefa, that's my contact number."

"Okay, please wait a minute...... After a few seconds, the young female voice said quite fluently: "Barakas/Mr. Feifa, between December 3 and 10, 2009, the editorial office will arrange a specific time for you to contact Mr. Linde Baier. ”

December 3, 2009, 102 days away.

Barakas's brain came up with this calculation in an instant, and then, because of this astonishing result, he was silent for a few seconds.

The phone was hung up.

A few seconds later, Barakas dialed again.

"Listen to me, dear Miss Switchboard......" As soon as the call was answered, Barakas immediately said quickly: "I will never wait for an appointment longer than the President's reception...... I must speak to Mr. Lindbyer right away! This call is very important to me, very, very important! You can never imagine how significant this call is, and it is related to the future development direction of human science and technology......"

"Mr. Barakas, we can't ......meet your request," the young female voice said calmly, "This is the editorial office of a science fiction magazine, and we cannot be responsible for the future development direction of human science and technology. ”

"No, no, no, you still don't understand the meaning of this call......" Barakas walked back and forth with a look of anxiety, "please let me get through to Mr. Lindebyer as soon as possible!" It's about the Stars and Stripes National Physical Society, Boston University, the Hart Labs, and a whole new body of knowledge......

Barakas heard a crisp "click", followed by a busy "toot", "toot", "toot".

"Well, I'll have a way!"

Putting away the phone, Barakas's gaze fell on a few lines of small black letters marked with the contact address.

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Putting down the phone, Kelly/Miss Charles had just let out a long sigh of relief, only to hear the phone ring tenaciously again.

"Dear Mr. Physicist......" Kelly said vigorously as she grabbed the phone and said in a tone that tried her best to endure but still showed a little impatience, "I understand your urgency, but the editorial office really can't ......"

Her voice came to an abrupt end.

Because, the voice coming out of the microphone was lifeless, and even through the telephone line, there was a cold chill: "FBI, please inform Mr. Linde Baier, I will be visiting in five hours." ”

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A town in Lancheng.

Sitting on the third floor of a grocery store, through the narrow gap between two thick curtains, Wu Xiaoyu's 33-level eyes could still clearly see that next to the boundary monument a few hundred meters away, there was a path that countless pedestrians had stepped on.

At this time, in Wu Xiaoyu's special eyes, on both sides of the green path, many well-known and unknown jungle trees were scrambling to stretch their branches into the sky, and they were pushing each other in order to occupy a position that was more convenient for absorbing sunlight; At the same time, underneath them, the more dense shrubs are also trying their best to squeeze their companions out of the way, placing a few of their own leaf stems on the dotted spots of light, greedily drawing energy.

"I'm afraid it's more difficult to get what you want."

On the other side of the table, a large man with a large body put down a few pages of tissue paper in his hand and continued to move his lips, which were almost completely drowned by Luo's beard, "You want too many quantities and variety. Moreover, the time you asked for was too tight, and ......"

Wu Xiaoyu stretched out his hand into his arms.

Luo Beard didn't say anything, but the pupils of the six men standing behind him instantly contracted, and the rifles in their hands also instantly changed the angle at which the muzzle of the gun was raised.

Caution is their rule, and for that reason, they don't mind letting customers take a few samples first.

What Wu Xiaoyu took out was another thin page of paper.

With just one glance, Luo Beard immediately changed his sitting position slightly, his movements were quite slight, but they just blocked the view that might come from behind him.

There were only a few short lines of text on the paper, Luo's beard flickered, and after a few rounds between the paper and Wu Xiaoyu, he finally slowly spit out a few syllables:

"Deal."

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THREE VOLUMES OVER.

It's been a long time since I've rested, and if I break the shift tomorrow, then everyone must forgive me......

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