Ma Yifan never dreamed that he was the last virgin in the 315 dormitory!

Zhang Chengbang went to a small hotel outside the school on the night when he invited the history students to dinner, and stayed until the afternoon of the next day before coming back. Only Ma Yifan secretly embarrassed in a plate, and echoed it.

Since then, the 315 dormitory has completely bid farewell to the ** era. Lu Kai and Zhang Chengbang are all big with their girlfriends, incarnated as little brothers with bags, and they are tired of being with their little girlfriends when they eat and study on their own, and they open rooms two or three times a week. So much so that many times, Ma Yifan was the only one in the bedroom.

However, Ma Yifan quickly adapted to this change, and after a week of retreat in the library, he handed in Dean Li Zhehuan's thesis before the end of the semester

The last paper was published by Dean Li in a first-class academic journal in China, and even Lu Kai and Zhang Chengbang also added a few credits, and the awards and awards were very competitive. The two tasted the sweetness for the first time, and this time they actively helped Ma Yifan check the information.

However, Ma Yifan's task this time was a little heavier, because Lu Kai and Zhang Chengbang wanted to bring their girlfriends with them. Lu Kai's Ma Zi said that he was from the School of Economics, but Zhang Chengbang's elementary school sister was from the History Department, which was really difficult to arrange.

In the end, Ma Yifan was forced to have no choice, and wrote a whole article "Silver Empire - The Relationship between the Rise and Fall of Feudal Dynasties and International Silver Prices", which finally fulfilled its mission and blended history and economy together.

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After handing in the paper, Ma Yifan put his mind on cultivating his body.

In the past two months, he had no time to think about it, but this time he was free, and he carefully recalled the situation of entering the demon in the Dongyuan community that day, and he still couldn't help but feel palpitations.

He remembered that he had completely lost his mind, and took two broken chair legs and poked them directly into the body of a drug dealer, and actually nailed him to the wall.

And the night when Sun Zihao came to seek revenge, on the roof of the hospital, he burst out at an unprecedented speed at the moment when Ye Hongli was about to fall downstairs, and he rushed over almost in a second at a distance of more than ten meters, and he was still injured at that time, and it was almost difficult to walk.

Taking advantage of this period of physical recovery, Ma Yifan retested, and even if the start and emergency stop were removed for the same distance, it was impossible to complete it in one second. That night, my body should be in the limit of the limit.

But where did this state come from?

What's going on in your body?

There is also citrine that he saw when he was unconscious after the shootout in the Dongyuan community. Ma Yifan felt that these things were inextricably linked, but when he wanted to sit down and slowly sort out the causes and consequences of this, he always couldn't grasp the point.

Tracing back to the source, everything is because of the possession of the system.

But where did the system come from? Am I really just a lucky one chosen by God? When the system possessed me, it said that I was the 327th player, but what about the first 326 players? Where are they?

Countless questions poured in front of Ma Yifan, and he took out the two encyclopedias of spiritual knowledge obtained by the system lottery again.

He still couldn't understand the contents, but he had a strong instinct that all his questions should be answered in these two books.

For the first time, Ma Yifan began to study these two books seriously, and he decided to start with these strange words!

This is a rare font similar to Sanskrit, and Ma Yifan firmly believes that words are a means of transmitting information, and since they can be written into books, they should be able to find traces of it in the long river of history.

It just so happened that Zhang Chengbang's new girlfriend was from the Department of History, so Ma Yifan copied a few words and took a photo and sent them to her, asking her to help consult the professors of the Department of History to see if she could find the types of these words.

But unfortunately, Zhang Chengbang's little girlfriend asked all the professors in the history department, and none of the teachers could tell the source of this text.

But they provide an idea, which may be a secret language, which is not widely used in a certain country or nation, but it may be a special way of recording a certain family, and only the people of this family can read it.

In history, such a secret language has appeared many times, and in ancient times, when communication was not developed, this kind of secret language information can ensure the security of the message. However, ordinary cipherwords are just simple codes, and there are no cases where you can write an entire book like an encyclopedia.

Although the professor in the history department did not give the answer he wanted, he inspired Ma Yifan to start studying history and communication again, trying to find the answer from books.

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In order to decipher the encyclopedia, Ma Yifan did not go home after the holiday, and held two heavenly books all day long and read them over and over again.

With Ma Yifan's erudition and strong memory, he simply memorized all the two encyclopedias that he couldn't understand at all.

Anyway, he couldn't crack it, so Ma Yifan simply began to write and copy the book silently.

After the school holiday was closed, Ma Yifan soaked in the company all day. is still his own shopkeeper, sitting in the office every day and writing the book silently.

One afternoon at the end of January, when Ma Yifan was silent for the twenty-seventh time, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. Suddenly, he made an unexpected discovery, and he discovered that the two encyclopedias had a feature, that is, every few sentences would be followed by a letter or number.

The letters and numbers are deliberately written crookedly so that at first glance, they don't seem to be letters at all. It's only in copying over and over again, that you can find the trick by copying it.

So Ma Yifan reorganized the two books, marked all the letters and numbers and transcribed them on paper.

Faced with a few pieces of A4 paper that were densely packed like garbled characters, Ma Yifan was confused again.

He's forcibly linking the letters to the numbers, but nothing he's found.

Just when Ma Yifan was frantic and wanted to crumple up these garbled A4 papers and throw them away, there was a knock on the office door.

It was the secretary Li Guo who came in!

Since discovering that Li Guo looks like Li Youcicada, Ma Yifan's eyes are naked every time he looks at her, and he can't wait to take a magnifying glass and stare at the other party's face. So much so that every time Li Guo saw Ma Yifan, his face was red like a little apple, and he spoke in a low voice, for fear of being swallowed by this little boss.

"Mr. Ma, there are a few documents that you need to sign!" Li Guo carefully handed the documents to Ma Yifan.

Ma Yifan flipped through it casually, signed it and handed it back, Li Guoru was amnesty, and just wanted to escape from this suffocating little boss, but was stopped.

"Give you an assignment, take this paper back to study and study, and see if you can come up with something!" Ma Yifan casually took out a garbled A4 that he had sorted out and handed it over.

Li Guo just glanced at it and said, "This is a Tibetan word game!"

Ma Yifan's eyes widened: "What do you mean?"

Li Guo didn't dare to look directly into Ma Yifan's eyes, lowered his head and said: "I have watched a spy war TV before, on which the password paper for the underground party to transmit intelligence is like this, the general number represents the page number, and the letter combination should be the title of the book or something! But I don't think you seem to look like ......."

Li Guo muttered quietly, confused by his own explanation.

Ma Yifan's eyes lit up, as if he saw an oasis in a barren desert......