Time has passed, and Ingres's daily life is still the same, but his mental outlook has recovered much compared to the depression of the previous few days. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the days of solving the problem, Ingres noticed a very strange thing.

The Bauhinia seems to be circling in a small area.

Not long ago, Ingres discovered the red reef he first saw half a month ago, and today he sees it again. This is the fourth time in nearly half a month that I have seen this uniquely shaped reef.

Because of this, Ingres judged that the Bauhinia did not seem to have any intention of leaving the Devil's Sea, but was just circling around.

Angel once tried to communicate with the navigator on the ship, but the other man squeaked and did not want to respond.

Obviously, the navigator on board knew that the Bauhinia was circling in place, but the other party was reluctant to say more, so it could be inferred that perhaps there was a big man behind this strange behavior. He couldn't say, or rather, he didn't dare to say.

Who can command the Bauhinia at the helm? There is no doubt that there is only the transcendent, the wizard.

After guessing this, Angels didn't dwell on it too much. No matter what the wizard was going to do, how could he, a small mortal, stop him? Besides, in the boundless devil's sea, he could only survive by relying on the Bauhinia. No matter what the wizard makes, he can only obey.

He didn't like the feeling of being powerless, but he had to comply. I only hope that one day he will have the power to protect himself, and no longer put the weight of his life in the hands of others.

......

Today is the 167th day of Angres' departure from Gelug, and the last day he will solve the problem.

Angels solemnly opened the red lacquered wooden box in his luggage, and inside the box was a square crystal plate the size of a matchbox, as thin as a cicada's wings.

This crystal tablet did not come from this realm, but Jon brought it from Earth.

This kind of crystal tablet, in fact, on the earth, is just a carrier of a holographic communication tool, which is made into a watch style and distributed all over the world. The strap of this smartwatch has long been broken over the years, and Jon simply ripped it off and threw it away, leaving only the tablet of this core intact.

Angels closed the door and expertly pressed the slight bulge in the lower right corner of the tablet, the opening key.

The rudimentary holographic screen projection, coupled with a row of holographic buttons, appeared in front of his eyes out of thin air.

A row of Chinese characters is now displayed on the screen:

[When the screen is locked, you need to answer the questions set by the administrator to unlock it.] ]

[Question 100: Re-correct the hologram below with Seidel five aberrations, and according to the arrangement of the spectrum, parse the final password with the Vergenar phalanx:]

Question 100, this is the last question Jon gives Angels.

Before he got on the boat, every time he used the tablet, he was sneaky, and he closed it after memorizing the questions. When I got on the boat and had a separate private space, I was a little bolder.

Each time a problem is solved, the next question automatically jumps out. Ingres analyzes Jon's questions from various disciplines, such as chemistry, physics, medicine, mathematics, and even philosophy, and although the physical constants of this world are slightly different from those of the earth, Jon's questions are all basic applications, and Ingres can handle them.

Today, he's going to solve the final puzzle -

It took a whole afternoon to freeze when Ingres lined up the answers to this last question.

“9371201。 ”

It's a number that outsiders absolutely can't understand, but Ingres's does.

Calendar of the Plantagenet Empire: 937 in the Plantagenet calendar, the first day of the Frozen Moon (December 1).

On this day, it is Angels' birthday.

"Is this the final answer?" Ingres was puzzled and typed the number into the answer field on the screen.

After the numbers were entered, there was a change of light and shadow, followed by a row of system text.

[The answer is entered correctly and the screen is unlocked.] The administrator can reset the login password in the system. ]

As the handwriting disappeared, what appeared in front of Angels was a clean desktop of pictures of the prairie. In the upper right corner of the desktop, there are two icons, one is a folder and the other is a text document named 'To Angels'.

Although Ingres had heard Jon talk about the operation of this smart watch, it was the first time to operate it himself, and with a little curiosity and a little expectation, Ingres reached out and gently touched the icon of the document.

In the next second, an electronic document letter was quietly placed in front of Ingres's eyes.

"To our Atuitus Ingres:

I don't know how long these 100 questions have stumped you? I don't know where you are at this moment?

Many times, I think you are too embarrassed for yourself, and there is no need to fight so hard for my old bones.

I once said that my hometown is an ancient civilization with a history of 5,000 years, and of course, it is not 'old' compared to the history of this world. In the neighboring country of my homeland, there is another country with a long history, and in that country there is a poet who has made life into a philosophy, and once said: "The sky has no trace of wings, but I have flown it." ”

In my life, I was born on earth and died on another planet, and my life is wonderful. I saw two pieces of blue sky that were different in time and space. It's just a pity that my hard-working wife and children thought it was just a scientific research expedition that separated them for a few days, alas...... I didn't expect to see each other again.

However, if you think about it another way, my wife and my daughter are also traces of my existence in the sky of the earth.

And my disciple Ingres, you are the traces I left in this otherworldly sky. Because you will not only inherit the culture of China, but also ignite the fire of civilization on earth in this world.

Speaking of which, the traces left by my 'bird' are really incredible, not only across time and space, but also across the quadrant of the universe. Others are counterattacking and slapping their faces, but my crossing is to spread the gospel of civilization. Hahaha, although I may die a little earlier than the protagonists of those novels, am I alive a little higher than you?

When it comes to the wizarding world, I am really interested, I thought this world was as boring as the earth, and I didn't expect such a mysterious corner to be hidden. However, I don't have the blessing to peek into this extraordinary corner, do I?

What a pity.

I can't spy on it, but you can. So, I hope that you, my disciple Ingres, will be able to take the wizarding world to the extreme. Like every scholar who is loyal to his discipline, he uses concepts as singularities and uses knowledge to detonate a new universe.

The previous 100 questions have ended, so I will now give you a new topic, and complete a paper that implements the true meaning of the wizarding world. Would you like to?

I am writing to you this time, in addition to what I have just said. In fact, I want to tell you that if you make good use of the knowledge I have taught you, although some physical constants in this world are wrong, for a scholar, the result is important, but the idea of calculating it is equally important. The way of thinking has been taught to you, and I hope you can find a path that suits you.

By the way, if I'm not mistaken, you should be at sea right now.

There's no entertainment at sea, and I've stored something in this smart chip, which is my last gift to you, and I hope you like it.

Jon Liu. 」

After reading this e-mail, Angels was silent for a long time.

I closed my eyes and clenched my fists, feeling a little uncomfortable inexplicably. He didn't know what kind of mood Jon had in when he left the letter, but he could feel the love behind every word.

Ingres couldn't help but fall into a daze as he thought back on his life with his mentor over the years.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that he came back to his senses.

sighed, and I didn't know who was mourning in my heart, and what I was sighing about.

Ingres recalled the operation method that his mentor had taught, carefully saved the e-mail, and specially created a new document to copy it for the sake of cherishing it.

Only then did the e-mail be turned off.

With a hint of amazement, and an inexplicable expectation, he opened the only folder on the desktop.