"Doctor......" Chu Jungui remembered at this time, and he didn't know the doctor's name yet.

Chu Longtu looked at him and said, "Didn't he ever tell you?" His name is Chu Yunfei, and this is the name he gave himself. When he was young, his name was Yingyang, but he didn't like the name, so he secretly changed it himself when he grew up. ”

"He never told me or told me his real name. The people at the base all call him Dr. Chu. ”

Chu Longtu stood up with some difficulty, summoned Chu Jun into the kitchen, and said, "I'll get some food, and you tell me all the things over the years." ”

Chu Longtu opened the rusty refrigerator, took some vegetables and meat, and slowly cut it.

Chu Jungui sorted out the base life in his memory and told Chu Longtu about it. The life in memory is actually monotonous and simple, and no matter how large the space base is, the space is limited. There are only a few areas where Xiao Jungui can move, over and over again. In his memory, in addition to exercising and studying, most of his free time is to look at the empty space in a daze.

The number of times he was able to see the Doctor in a year could be counted on one hand.

Chu Longtu listened while preparing dinner. The movements of his hands were extremely stable, and it was only when he heard Chu Yunfei that he paused significantly.

"Do you still have an impression of your mother?" asked the old man.

Chu Jungui shook his head, "I haven't seen my mother since I can remember." ”

Chu Longtu shook his head and said, "It's not strange at all. Ying Yang's kid is all about research, where does he know how to coax a woman? What kind of woman can't live with him for a long time. ”

Chu Jungui didn't know how to speak, only silence.

At this time, a lot of steam came out of the pot, and dinner was ready. Dinner is very simple, just two large bowls of noodles, but there are vegetables and meat.

"I didn't know if you would come back, so let's just eat something. At this time, nothing can be bought. ”

The bowl placed in front of Chu Jungui was extraordinarily large, almost like a small basin. He picked up the bowl and took a sip of the soup before suddenly feeling refreshed.

The taste of this bowl of noodles was unexpectedly good, far better than the turkey meal on the transport ship, and even better than the barbecue he made himself.

In the face of the delicious food of his life, Chu Jungui had already thrown the composure of the experimental subject out of the Nine Heavens Cloud and ate it all in one go.

He put the bowl down and sighed in satisfaction. The only regret is that I only ate half full. Although this bowl of noodles is the weight of two people, his experimental subject's body is not enough for two people.

Chu Longtu just looked at him, and the bowl in front of him didn't move. Seeing that Chu Jungui was obviously not full, he dialed most of the noodles in his bowl.

"This ......"

"It's okay, I'm old, sometimes I can't remember to eat at night. If you hadn't come back, I probably wouldn't have eaten tonight. ”

The noodles made by the old man were really delicious, Chu Jungui didn't think about it so much, and ate it in one go, so he felt better.

After dinner, Chu Longtu rummaged through the room for a long time, found a key, opened the door of another closed room, and said, "Come in, this used to be your father's room." He hasn't moved since he left. Now that you're back, stay here for the rest of you. That's right, Eagle Yang...... Did you leave any relics behind?"

"Nope. We encountered the Star Pirates, and in the end, the rescue pod I was sitting in crashed into an uninhabited star, and it happened that the survival training of the Business School was also selected on that planet, so it brought me back. They searched the surrounding space, but found no trace of the survival pod. ”

Chu Longtu sighed, as if he had aged ten years in an instant, and said slowly: "I had a feeling a few days ago, Eagle Yang...... I'm afraid I'm gone. When people get old, sometimes they have a premonition that they become very annoying. ”

"But I'm back. ”

"yes, you're back. The old man smiled at last, made the bed, and laid the futon for him.

Chu Jungui moved his luggage into the room, but in fact, he didn't have any luggage, and even the daily necessities were issued by the military academy.

The old man watched him tidy up his things and said, "Your father was very stubborn since he was a child, and he always had his own ideas. When he was younger, your grandmother was still alive, and I ran a ship repair shop in a Freeport. It is said that it is a factory, but in fact, there are only a few workers except me. Only the smallest and most primitive ships can be repaired, and many times, they have to make a living by dismantling old ships that have been scrapped. It's a bit harder to live like this, but it's very stable. That's how your father's tuition was always going. ”

The old man sighed deeply and said, "Later, when he graduated, he didn't like to take over my shipyard and wanted to go outside. At that time, he had a big fight with me, so he packed up his things and left, never to come back. Only during the Chinese New Year will a letter be sent back. He seems to be some kind of researcher, and he's been very busy. ”

"It's really busy, and I haven't been able to see him a few times. Chu Jungui said.

Chu Longtu shook his head and said, "Ying Yang is a genius spaceship repairman, but if you want to do research, you are far behind. I don't know if he's been trying to prove me wrong to be in the position of researcher for so long. However, all is in the past. I was just...... It's just that he didn't expect that he couldn't come back to take a look until the end. ”

"Father...... Should be a good researcher. ”

Speaking of this, Chu Jungui remembered the scene of the bloody battle between the doctor and many elite enemies. The graceful maneuver, the decisive firing, and the locking that cannot be escaped are all at the level of kings.

Outer space and air combat are the domain of doctors, right?

"Rest early, and we'll talk about it tomorrow. The old man went back to his room, sat down on a chaise longue, put a thick blanket over his lap, and turned on the TV on the wall.

The TV screen flickered, and no sound was turned on. The old man sat like that, looking at the silent picture, as if he could sit down forever.

Chu Jun returned to say goodnight, closed the door gently, and then carefully observed the room.

The room is not big, with a single bed, a desk, and two cabinets.

Chu Jungui opened the curtain and looked out. The windows are small and narrow, and a thick layer of dust has fallen on the glass, and I don't know how long it has been since it has been cleaned, so I can't see the outside clearly.

He drew the curtains, went to the bookcase, and pulled out a thick book with some curiosity.

This is a book of "Principles of Biological Neurons", with a thick cover and a gilded title, all of which show its ancient and long history. In fact, in this day and age, any paper book is an antique.

The book was covered in dust, and it seemed that it had been sitting for an unknown amount of time.

Chu Jungui opened the book and was surprised to find that almost every page was annotated. The handwriting is still a little childish, thinking that it is a note left by the doctor when he was a teenager. Chu Jungui didn't expect that the doctor would actually read such an old antique book, and read it so seriously. He flipped to a random page and took a closer look at the annotations left on it.

"The eternal question is, is humanity the most perfect creature of the gods, and when implantable chips first appeared, many thought that humans would be able to join the gods because we were beginning to have the ability to tinker with their work and make it better. Later, artificial intelligence has overwhelmed the human brain in most fields. The combination of intelligence + chips seems to be a complete replacement for people, isn't that also the case?"

"But today, for the first time, I discovered that even the simplest neuron has a beautiful structural diagram. Perhaps the gods hid their greatest secrets behind these structures. Isn't it wrong that we've been trying to decipher the function of neurons in terms of cold numbers and chemical symbols for a thousand years?"

Chu Jungui read a few more paragraphs, all of them are similar annotations, it seems that the doctor in his youth also likes fantasy very much. In fact, more than 1,000 years ago, human beings have cracked all their own genetic code, and since then, medical and human enhancement technology has advanced by leaps and bounds. By about 2500 years, the human body itself had no secrets, and the reinforcement had also encountered a full-fledged bottleneck, and it was the bottleneck of the natural structure of the human body.

For example, if you want to run faster and jump higher, the reverse joint is a better choice. If you want to improve intelligence, you must first solve the speed of neural signal transmission.

The human brain has not yet been fully developed, but the bandwidth is no longer sufficient. If you want to improve, you have to change the nerves in your whole body.

It was already 3400 A.D. since the Doctor left his annotation, but he still had such childish fantasies.

Chu Jungui shook his head, even more convinced that the doctor had indeed chosen the wrong line. I'm afraid he is really just a second-rate researcher, and being a repairman is just a stable food, and the outer space battlefield is the exclusive territory of the doctor.

Putting the "Principles of Biological Neurons" back in its place, Chu Jungui took a few more books to read. The books are a wide range of genres, ranging from biology to chemistry to mathematics or mechanical principles. Without exception, the doctors made dense annotations, and it seems that the young doctors were indeed unusually hardworking people.

Chu Jungui took out one of the thickest books, read it carefully, checked it carefully, and scanned it by various means, and then was disappointed to find that there was no hidden chip in the book, nor did it have any data interface. Both the printed content and the doctor's annotations are focused on the proper field in a serious way, and there is no password to hide anything.

It seems that the doctor really likes to read. Chu Jungui came to a conclusion.

It's more of a weirdness than a good habit. Even with the outrageously small storage space of the identity chip, which is as slow as the running speed of an otter, you can download tens of thousands of books at a time and read them slowly. There's no need to buy a physical book, let alone take notes in such an inefficient way.

Looking at the cabinet full of books, Chu Jungui suddenly remembered that this cabinet is full of antiques!

Many of the books are very well preserved, and in fact they may be thousands of years old. If you sell it, it must be worth a lot of money. Such a valuable antique, but the doctor scribbled on it, and painted so much that he wanted to use all the blanks. And if there was anything epoch-making in the annotations, it would have been forgotten, but at that time the doctor was still young, and all he left behind were childish remarks.

Historical materials contain, there was an emperor in ancient times of the Chinese nationality, who liked to inscribe and stamp on the calligraphy and painting of celebrities, and wrote much more than the number of words in the original paste, and when the blank was not enough, two pieces of paper should be glued to it, so that future generations could not complain.

It turns out that the doctor is also a hobby.