The eyes are slightly brighter, and the things on the bookshelf are no longer blurry and vague, but become clear.
The row of bookshelves closest to the desk is full of hard-shell books with black spines, which are very textured. On the spines, the author and serial number are marked, but there is no title.
As can be seen from the author's name, the books on this row of bookshelves belong to three authors.
Hu Huan curiously took out one of them, but found that the content was not printed, but handwritten. Only then did he realize that it was not a book, but someone's notes.
Hu Huan couldn't understand the content of this notebook at all. It seemed to be researching a very critical technology, filled with countless mysterious nouns, even mixed with foreign languages ??in several languages, and some complex patterns that were beyond comprehension.
Occasionally a few pages are mixed with diaries, miscellaneous talks, life insights, and even travel records.
For example, Xiaoxue Chuqing, today's Russian learning is very progressing, Anastasia is very serious in teaching, we also did some happy things, I gave her some seeds.
That bastard Hu Huan, what does he think he is?
To actually question Tianyanshu, this is the crystallization of the three of us's life-long painstaking efforts, how can it be understood by such heretics as him!
What Hu Huan said seems to have some truth, his original virtual method and fetish method are indeed ingenious.
However, the former is okay, fetishism has a big problem
Hu Huan was surprised for a while when he saw his name. He didn't know how he was recorded in the notes by the "ancients". He was sure that this note was older than himself.
The other party even mentioned a sentence, the original imaginary method and the fetish method, and thought that there was a problem with the fetish method. He wanted to know what kind of problems there were in the fetish method, but there was no record in the back of this notebook.
Hu Huan glanced at it. Although there are only three authors on this bookshelf, there are at least a thousand volumes of notes on this bookshelf. Each book is as thick as a dictionary. It is obviously unrealistic to read them all. Son.
Even if he reads one book a day, it will take three or four years to finish reading the contents on the bookshelf.
Hu Huan stuffed the notes back and prepared to go to the next bookshelf, but found that he could only stop here, and the mysterious force prevented him from continuing to explore.
Hu Huan did not go back to the oak desk, but tried to go to both sides. He could walk to the six old black wooden boxes against the stone wall, and he could also walk to a classical European-style palace canopy bed and a set of medieval-style cowhide furniture. A seating area with a sofa, a couple of fine reading chairs.
You can even lie on the bed, or sit on a leather sofa, or a reading chair.
The black wooden box against the stone wall, the oak desk and the rest area are long and occupy one side of the room.
There is only a space of less than three meters between the classic European-style palace canopy bed and the other side of the stone wall. There is nothing between the bed and the stone wall.
Hu Huan returned to the oak desk again, and opened the drawer containing the twenty-seven gas-eating worm cards. This time, he ignored the twenty-seven cards, but took the black wooden box inlaid with silver silk. out.
He is very curious, what's in here.
The black wooden box has no lock. Hu Huan put his hand lightly, and the lid opened, and a letter and a key were placed inside.
Perhaps driven by some mysterious power, Hu Huan opened the letter first, and the inside was very familiar, but he was sure that he had never seen the handwriting before.
"This key can open the first black wooden box next to the wall, but I advise you, don't open it until you have reached the third level, or you have regained the Great Perfection of True Qi Realm."
The letter was short and unsigned.
There is no beginning or end to this passage, but Hu Huan has an inexplicable feeling that he should believe the above.
He forgot to glance at the six old black wooden boxes leaning on the stone wall, and suddenly had a feeling that he might soon know the details of this mysterious conch.
Hu Huan calculated the time, and it was almost time for dinner. After chanting a spell, he disappeared into this mysterious room and returned to his dormitory.
When he went to the cafeteria, he was on time, but he didn't see anyone else. The chefs in the cafeteria didn't prepare all kinds of meals as usual, leaving only a dozen lunch boxes.
Hu Huan took two lunch boxes and asked casually: "Why are there so few people today? They haven't come back yet?"
The uncle in the cafeteria smiled kindly, and replied: "I didn't come back! What we prepared today isIn the box, besides our people, people from other cities also came, and there are a few people from the capital, people from the 70s and 80s. "
? Hu Huan found a seat, ate two boxes of lunch, and felt not very full, so he went to get two more boxes, and ate eight boxes of lunch in one go, and then he felt that the food was okay.
The cafeteria at the moment prepares large aluminum lunch boxes, which are not comparable to the disposable foam lunch boxes that are commonly seen in later generations. The capacity is about two catties, including rice and vegetables.
Hu Huan put down the lunch box and hiccupped, when he heard noisy voices outside, more than a dozen soldiers walked into the cafeteria, they saw Hu Huan say hello, went over to get the lunch box, formed a few piles and started dine.
Seeing their tired faces, Hu Huan felt embarrassed to bother them, got up and left the cafeteria, walked to the yard, and strolled casually for a while.
The compound of the Provincial Bureau of the Special Affairs Operations Administration occupies a fairly large area. In addition to Hu Huan's dormitory, there are two office buildings, a warehouse, a dormitory for ordinary soldiers, and a rather large garage.
It is said that in the largest office building, there is also a set of laboratories. The last time the ceremony was held, it was in the basement below it.
Hu Huan walked around the yard, when he heard the roar of the car engine, one after another, the old Jiefang drove into the compound. Although they were very tired, the soldiers who jumped out of the car were all very tired. excited.
He also saw Xiao Jianseng, Zhang Juhua, Lu Yunyun, Yan Xiaoxi, Wang Song, Wan Yong, and Xu Che who he was familiar with.
? Even Li Yanzong showed up, accompanied by a beautiful and outrageous boy with a smile on his face, and Yun Xihe still followed his leader step by step, very low-key.
Seeing Hu Huan from a distance, Li Yanzong beckoned, Hu Huan trotted over and asked, "Is the matter in the closed area on the 17th resolved?"
Li Yanzong said with a smile: "Solved!"
"This is Linghuyin from the capital, and also the top fighter of our Qianlong Army who is known as the No. into silence."
"Captain Linghu also solved the minor problems at the No. 2 Chemical Plant, which really helped us a lot."
After listening to a long series of introductions, Hu Huan always felt that there was something in Li Yanzong's words, but he really couldn't understand what this leader meant.