In order to keep the learning activities going on normally, Lu Xiang and Song Lan, under the guidance of the dean, came to the residence prepared for the returning students.

"I didn't expect us to be the first to arrive."

Lu Xiang packed her luggage and carefully studied the schedule given to her by the dean, the college attaches great importance to this class reunion, in addition to the party, but also according to the different industries they are currently engaged in, I hope they can carry out a lecture or similar activities for the students.

Lu Xiang, as a star player who has attracted much attention in recent years, has been assigned two tasks.

Lectures on the work of law enforcers, and the judges of this Daystar Cup.

The judges have been made up of a joint delegation of companies and extended families, which is an important stage for them to measure the learning results of their students as investors in the college, and it is the first time that a student who has not graduated a year has served as a judge, and the more subtle thing is that the dean mentioned that this is not the opinion of the college, but the request of the jury.

"I always feel like there's some secret behind me."

"Maybe I regret it."

Song Lan felt that Lu Xiang's experience this year was quite refreshing - he was transferred to a border city after being treated unfairly in the seventh district, and in only one year, he became a three-star rescuer and an agent of MI7.

"Not necessarily, I looked at the list, and most of the judges this time are innovative people, and it seems that this year it is their turn to come to the school to pick people."

Even the students knew that conservatives and reformists had been at odds for a long time, and that in order to keep the peace on the surface, they would tacitly stagger each other in these activities.

"I also remembered when you said that, and I also came with a mission this time."

"What task?"

"Learn."

Song Lan took out an e-book written by Father Bruno and the artificial intelligence, and although the female ghost in white was finally eliminated, it left them with an unsolved mystery, which recorded all the stories that Father Bruno knew about the monsters in the mines.

And the consciousness left behind by the mad scientist they found in the basement of the inn.

All the clues point to psionic powers, but they don't have any experts in the field of psionic research.

"I remember you said that you had a psionic theory course in your school? I want to sit in on it. ”

In official terms, he is actually the representative of the Seventh Ward sent by the swarm to study and exchange.

"Professor Myers." Lu Xiang reported a name, "He used to be the vice president of the Psionic Energy Research Institute in District 1, and after his retirement, he was hired to Daystar Academy as a teacher of psionic theory courses, and his classes were full every semester. ”

"It's okay, I can listen in the hallway."

"Not really."

Lu Xiang shook his head and said, "The main reason why it is full has nothing to do with the content of the lecture, but because Professor Myers's class is easy to get high scores, he never takes names in class, the final exam is still an open-book exam, and even people who have not come to the class for a day can get high scores, every student here has signed up for his course, let me check it for you...... In the afternoon, there was Professor Myers' class. ”

She skillfully logged in to her account on the campus website and checked the course information, "It's the first semester now, and you should be able to understand his courses." ”

Under the leadership of Lu Xiang, Song Lan took the first class in 2166.

In the circular seat, an old man who looked energetic opened the finished courseware, only glanced at the classroom with extremely low attendance, and when he saw Lu Xiang, a smile appeared on his face.

"I thought this class was about how to develop psionic powers."

Lu Xiang whispered in Song Lan's ear, "After I came, I realized that most of the content of the course actually had nothing to do with the development of psionic energy. ”

She never slackened in every course, in the spirit of "come and come", she also listened carefully to every lecture taught by Professor Myers, and often would talk to the old gentleman about how to develop psionic energy after class, she remembered that every time she asked this, Professor Myers just smiled at her, and under her insistence on asking, the professor could only mention the practice of "mathematics" and "logic".

It wasn't until he was about to graduate that Lu Xiang understood the meaning of Professor Myers' smile.

For people who don't have psionic talent, no matter how hard they try, they can't develop psionic energy, and this is not a skill that can be cultivated after tomorrow.

After a brief exchange of glances, Professor Myers began his lecture for the day.

The Amboville Plan.

Such a title appeared on the slide.

Song Lan listened carefully to this class, and he learned that Ambwere was an expert in neuroscience and brain research before the war, and that before the war, the scientist had put forward an advanced "theory of immortality", in which he believed that in some rare cases, human consciousness could survive without the body, so theoretically they only needed to transfer the human brain to the machine to achieve immortality.

Through the slides, Song Lan saw this "immortal robot" designed a hundred years ago.

Because of the limitations of the times, this robot does not even have a humanoid, and its appearance is somewhat similar to the sweeping robot in the park now, except that there is a translucent cover at the top, and a human brain can be clearly seen in the cover, and the subtle arc stimulates the brain so that it can function normally.

Dr. Amboville became the first subject of this theory.

He ordered his assistant to transplant his brain into the "immortal robot" according to the theoretical model he had designed.

Unfortunately, the experiment ended in failure.

Ambwere, who had been in his new body for less than a week, was declared brain dead, and this crazy plan for immortality ended with the death of Dr. Ambville.

However, Dr. Amboville's spirit did not die out, and there are still a considerable number of scholars who believe that Amboville is the founder of modern psionics, and that he first proposed the relationship between consciousness and the body in his research, while before him, almost all researchers in related fields believed that consciousness only exists in people's imagination, and that it does not really exist.

To this day, although there has been no breakthrough in the study of psionic energy, it has basically established that psionic energy is another form of human self-consciousness.

"So, how do we guide a person to master this energy beyond instinct?"

Professor Myers asked the question, looking kindly at everyone in the room, and had long since become accustomed to the absent-mindedness of the students.

He knew that the students at Daystar Academy were busy with schoolwork, and he didn't expect anyone to answer his questions.

But he had to ask.

This question is not addressed to the students in the room, but to themselves.

In this study, they asked themselves again and again.

The content of this course always takes him back decades to the days when he first became a researcher and devoted himself to the field with great ambition.

"Near-death experience."

This time, however, someone in the classroom answered the question.

Professor Myers' kind smile froze almost immediately, and he immediately followed the sound to the last row of the room, his eyes seemed to be mixed with a hint of trepidation.

"Wrong, big mistake!"

The students stopped what they were doing and looked at Professor Myers in unison.

It was the first time they had seen a professor show such emotion in class.

- "Who told you the answer?" ”

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"I don't understand."

Getting rid of the members of the advance team, Lu Xiang followed behind Song Lan and said in confusion, "What is the unique charm of Medell that makes those advance teams become her followers?" ”

She had certainly heard of the Polluter Sect, which, according to Medell, had not originally been formed out of her original intentions, but by the Advance Force's self-organized sect.

"Maybe they think they'll be able to make themselves a member of the Void."

"That's not right."

Lu Xiang shook his head, "I think their motives are a little strange, could there be spies from the Council mixed in?" ”

In her understanding, when people join any organization, they will have some basic demands, some people are for wealth, some people are for power, and some people are looking for spiritual sustenance.

But the polluter church has a different appeal.

"They want Medell to whip them and trample them under their feet."

"Ahem......"

Song Lan coughed lightly and explained, "You can also understand it as a kind of spiritual sustenance. ”

"Spiritual sustenance?"

Lu Xiang was thoughtful, she vaguely felt as if a door hidden unknown knowledge was slowly opening to her.

Song Lan's attitude of wanting to speak and stopping made her always feel that the other party must have hidden something.

It seems that she needs to go to the bookstore and buy a related book to learn something new.

(End of chapter)