Embers Ad Infinitum

Jiang Baimian can be regarded as well-informed and experienced. At this moment, a cold air still rushed from the soles of his feet to his forehead, almost shuddering.

She forced herself to calm down, took the document on transforming the second research area from Shang Jianyao's hand, overlapped it with the documents she had looked through before, turned around and handed it to Du Heng, who was walking closer, and smiled. said:

"Looking at the documents on the table, they are all left over from the old world and are relatively well preserved."

Du Heng, who was wearing a black robe, took the information, flipped it through twice, and said with a smile:

"They are all trivial things of no value. No wonder they were left in this room."

"Yes, yes." Shang Jianyao agreed.

If Jiang Baimian hadn't warned him with the help of the communication system embedded in the military exoskeleton device, he might have brought up the document, turned to the signature area, and proudly told Du Heng that there was someone with the same name as you, and he was suspected of being The mysterious principal of the Eighth Academy.

Du Heng just turned over the first page of each document, shook his head and said:

"It's nothing to see."

He immediately returned the information to Jiang Baimian.

Jiang Baimian started to talk nonsense:

"It still has a certain value. It can help us understand the operating mode of the Eighth Research Institute before the destruction of the old world. This may contain many secrets."

Du Heng, as he usually did, touched his beard nonchalantly:

"Then you should study carefully."

He wouldn't waste this time anyway.

Aren't you an antiquarian? These are all ancient documents... While Jiang Baimian was thankful, he couldn't help but curse a few words.

They split up again and searched the rest of the office.

Seeing that Du Heng and himself had distanced themselves, Jiang Baimian relaxed his tense nerves a little and thought about what happened just now:

"This office belongs to the original dean of the Eighth Research Institute, and his signature is Du Heng...

"In other words, either the mysterious principal of the Eighth Research Institute is indeed Du Heng, or he, like Qin Ke, the great elder of Suimo City, encountered something and started calling himself Du Heng, thus becoming a taboo of the Eighth Research Institute , forbidden to be mentioned by the strong men of the 'New World'.

"Well, this and Professor Qin's partial memory has a special status that people can ignore, and Teacher Du Heng has the same ability, which confirms each other...

"It makes perfect sense that Mr. Du Heng appeared in the academic lectures at Home Reproductive Medical Center...

"As the dean of the Eighth Research Institute and the actual controller of the Northern Company, it is normal for him to listen to lectures jointly organized by his own organization and other research organizations in a private capacity... Well, the Eighth Research Institute is a confidential organization. Teacher Du Heng may not have any official position in Northern Company, so he doesn’t have any title..."

The more Jiang Baimian thinks about it, the more she feels that this Du Heng is the other Du Heng. As for which situation it is, she is currently leaning towards the former one.

This is because the academic lectures at the Home Reproductive Medical Center were held before the destruction of the old world.

At that time, "Du Heng" was called Du Heng.

The principal dean of the Eighth Research Institute must have some special characteristics. Maybe he was surrounded and killed by the "Vice Dean", "Professor Li" and others, and lost his body, but he was not completely dead. After that, Huitu From time to time, awakened people deep in the "soul corridor" go crazy and start calling themselves Du Heng.

Stop, you can't be fed and infected, and you can make up a big show in your own mind... After thinking about it, Jiang Baimian decided to explore the depths of the Eighth Research Institute and determine what the important thing was, and then look for an opportunity to explore Du Heng's tone.

Thinking of this, she used the communication system embedded in the military exoskeleton device to tell Shang Jianyao:

"I will create an opportunity for you later. You can directly enter the "soul corridor" and repeat the solution you memorized in the dream in room "205". See if it is still a conference room after passing through it.

“If not, keep exploring and see if you can gain anything.

"Well, the first is to prevent Teacher Du Heng from suddenly regaining his memory and disowning his relatives. The second is that he is going to the depths of the Eighth Research Institute. He might encounter something else. It's better to improve a little bit."

Shang Jianyao has no objection, just curious:

"How to create opportunities?"

"This is simple." Jiang Baimian smiled, "Many times, telling the truth is the best way to solve problems."

She walked straight towards Du Heng who came to the bookshelf again, and said with a smile:

"Teacher Du Heng, I plan to find a place to rest for half an hour before moving on."

"Why?" Du Heng asked with a smile.

Jiang Baimian explained sincerely:

"We are about to enter the depths of the Eighth Research Institute. I think Shang Jianyao has already mastered the solution to the academic discussion in the dream, so why not take the opportunity to complete it and see if I can gain something from the dream? .

"There are important secrets hidden in the depths of the Eighth Research Institute, and they are likely to be full of dangers. I don't want to let go of the opportunity to improve my strength before exploring."

This is the true truth, there is no falsehood at all, but the other person who is not on guard is the person in front of him.

Du Heng nodded and joked:

"I understand, it's useless to sharpen your weapon in battle."

He then asked:

"Why don't you just rest here?"

Aren't you afraid that you will get bored and look through the files in the room? Jiang Baimian already had a reason:

"This is the office of the principal of the Eighth Research Institute. He is very mysterious. Things involving him are taboo topics. I'm afraid something might happen if I stay here for a long time."

"Why are you afraid of me?" Du Heng didn't care at all.

You are the one who is afraid... Jiang Baimian did not give Shang Jianyao a chance to speak:

"Please feel at ease."

Du Heng has nothing to do with this:

"also."

After searching the office, they continued to move forward, and not long after, a closed silver-white double metal door appeared in front of them.

"Just take a rest here." Jiang Baimian said immediately.

"Okay." Du Heng found a seat against the wall and sat down cross-legged.

He was holding a book brought out of the dean's office to pass the time.

Jiang Baimian quietly glanced at the book and relied on the auxiliary function of the military exoskeleton device to accurately capture the title:

"Brief Notes on Three Mysteries"

Dusty ancient philosophy... Jiang Baimian withdrew his gaze and took on the responsibility of warning.

Shang Jianyao followed Du Heng's example and sat cross-legged, pinched his temples that were blocked by his helmet, and entered the "soul corridor".

Outside the "205" room, he spent some time rehearsing to ensure that he could fully retell the solution provided by Jiang Baimian.

Afraid of forgetting, as soon as he entered the room and saw those figures emerging on the chairs, he opened his mouth and crackled into a "report".

When he finished speaking, after a brief silence, those people burst into warm applause.

"Excellent idea."

"It's groundbreaking."

"..."

Amid such praise, the brown door of the conference room opened with a creak.

Seeing this, Shang Jianyao walked out immediately without caring about anything else.

Outside is no longer a conference room, but a dimly lit corridor with no rooms on either side.

"There is progress!" Shang Jianyao praised happily.

At least you don’t have to listen to academic exchanges anymore!

The next second, he opened his arms and muttered to himself:

"I have a familiar feeling of coming home...

"Right ahead!"

He then rubbed his chin:

“This is what it feels like to be close to the gate of the ‘New World’?

"My door to the 'new world' is right in front?

“You can’t find anything even after wearing iron shoes, but you can get there without any effort at all?

"Is this too sudden and too coincidental?"

Shang Jianyao didn't waste any time and walked forward step by step along the dim corridor.

Although the layout of this place was obviously different from that of the "Pangu Creatures" underground building, he still walked faster and faster, as if he could return to the door of his home with his eyes closed.

After an unknown amount of time, Shang Jianyao stopped.

A double door appeared at the end of the corridor.

It is dark black, both heavy and ethereal, two completely different and contradictory qualities combined into one.

…………

"I found the door to the 'New World', just inside the dreamland of 'Dawn'." After returning to reality, Shang Jianyao told Jiang Baimian what he had experienced with the help of the communication system embedded in the military exoskeleton device.

Jiang Baimian was surprised at first, but then felt it was natural.

Room "205" has been moved in front of Shang Jianyao for a long time. It is not surprising that the door of the "New World" is hidden.

Jiang Baimian even suspected that even if Shang Jianyao did not choose "205" and took the risk of "unintentional illness" and entered "503", he would still find the door to the "new world" that belonged to him.

Sigh... She sighed silently and long, and then said to Shang Jianyao:

"Don't be anxious. When you reach the depths of the Eighth Research Institute, you can decide whether to open the door depending on the situation."

"Okay." Shang Jianyao had no objection.

He knew very well that if he entered the "new world" now, he would have to be carried on his back to explore the depths of the Eighth Research Institute.

PS: There will be another chapter tonight