Embers Ad Infinitum

Facing the dream-like mist behind the door, Shang Jianyao walked in without hesitation.

What caught his eye was a small room.

This seems to be a conference room, with a long pale white table in the middle and a dozen matching chairs around it. There are white walls and brown doors on the left, and a row of windows on the right, but it is pitch black outside and nothing can be seen. .

As Shang Jianyao looked around, a figure appeared on every chair.

Their faces were blurred, and they were either men or women. There was either a laptop computer placed in front of them, or a notebook spread out with a pen resting on it.

"It's a meeting..." Shang Jianyao happily walked over and tried to join.

At this moment, a man stood up, walked to the front of the conference table, and projected the content on his computer onto the screen.

The next second, he said in gray language:

"We can see that these two chiral molecules have completely different biological activities..."

Shang Jianyao was stunned and opened his mouth, unable to interrupt.

In the following meeting, those figures took turns speaking and discussing intensely, but Shang Jianyao, who had always actively participated in similar activities, seemed to have turned into a human-shaped wooden stake, standing stupidly beside the long white table.

After an unknown amount of time, he screamed and rushed towards the door of the conference room.

But no matter whether he was dragging or kicking, or charging savagely, the door remained motionless, as if it was welded directly to the wall.

Unable to succeed, Shang Jianyao retreated a distance, revealed a grenade gun, and pulled the trigger at the door.

Boom!

In the violent explosion, the door of the conference room was intact.

Seeing that Yao Yue fought more and more bravely, Shang tried various methods, but failed to break out.

During the whole process, the figures beside the conference table did not react at all, and were still communicating and discussing academic issues.

Shang Jianyao gasped, covered his ears, and exited the "205" room.

…………

The next morning, while preparing breakfast, Jiang Baimian asked Shang Jianyao:

"Did you explore room '205' last night?"

She didn't avoid Du Heng. She wanted to exchange a frank attitude for a chance to get some advice, no, for guidance.

"Explored." Shang Jianyao looked sad and frightened. "It's too scary, too scary. This is the scariest room I have ever seen!"

"What happened to you?" Jiang Baimian saw that this guy was alive and kicking, and it didn't look like he had been seriously negatively affected.

Shang Jianyao replied with a ghostly expression:

"Those people in the dream were holding an academic seminar!"

"What's there to be afraid of?" Jiang Baimian asked doubtfully.

Could it involve some horrific, bloody, and cruel experiments?

Shang Jianyao's face was full of grief:

"The scary thing is, I don't understand it at all!

"They spoke a common dialect, but I couldn't understand it at all and couldn't participate!"

This is too scary, too scary!

The corner of Jiang Baimian's mouth twitched slightly:

"Can you repeat what they're saying? Pick what you remember."

"I can't even understand, how can I remember the content?" Shang Jianyao looked embarrassed, "I only remember chiral molecules, left-handed, right-handed, polarized light, biological activity, drugs..."

He described the general scene in that conference room by the way.

Jiang Baimian nodded thoughtfully:

"This is about biomedicine. It's normal for you, an electronics student, not to understand."

Before she could continue, Shang Jianyao looked at Du Heng who was sitting on a stone waiting for breakfast:

"Teacher Du Heng, how do you think you can break through such a dream or explore the depths?"

Du Heng smiled and said:

"How are you sure it's a dream and not a psychological shadow?"

Because it was Zhi Sui's room... Jiang Baimian muttered in his heart.

Shang Jianyao had no worries about explanation and said directly:

"Just think of it as a dream."

Du Heng's question just now seemed to come casually and he didn't care about the answer at all. He smiled and said:

"Based on the scenario you described, if you want to get through or move on, there are only two ideas. Either find a way to open the door, or join the discussion, point out the errors in those people's academic communication, or solve their embarrassing problems."

"I tried, but the door can't be opened at all!" Shang Jianyao showed a scared expression, "And I don't understand what they were discussing at all!"

Since you can't understand it, you definitely can't find the error or help solve the problem. For Shang Jianyao, this is the same as asking questions blindly.

"This is not something I can solve. I can only understand the words you just mentioned." Du Heng said with relief, "At the worst, I just need to change rooms. There is not much else in the 'Soul Corridor', and the rooms are everywhere. "

"No." Shang Jianyao shook his head firmly, "That room is very important."

Jiang Baimian thought about it and said:

"I still have some research on biomedicine. How about you go in and listen every day, write down the corresponding content, and relay it to me. I will see what issues they are discussing."

"What if the content of their communication is different every time?" Shang Jianyao asked.

Jiang Baimian frowned:

"Change a biomedical question every time? Why is the owner of room '205' a hundred thousand people?"

Moreover, why did the "dawn" in February dream of such a scene?

Before the destruction of the old world, his incarnation was an expert in biomedicine?

——With Du Heng beside him, Jiang Baimian did not directly say that it was the "dawn" room.

At this time, Du Heng smiled and said:

“My experience is that the dreams corresponding to the ‘soul room’ are different every time, because everyone’s experiences are different every day.

"However, if it is a dream that has existed for a long time, its content will be repetitive and cyclical.

"Don't worry if you hear a different academic discussion next time you go in, you will go back to the beginning after a few times."

For those who have entered the "new world" and the reality is in a deep sleep, their dreams will last for a long time.

Shang Jianyao said sadly:

“What if I can’t tell if it’s a repetition?

“I can’t even understand it!

"Besides, I can't remember so much content at once."

This is the tragedy of "illiteracy".

Jiang Baimian took a breath and said:

"Ants move."

"Well, take your time, don't rush." ​​Du Heng also suggested the same thing.

After breakfast, Jiang Baimian asked Du Heng:

"Teacher Du Heng, can you drive?"

"Yes." Du Heng replied, "It's just that sometimes walking is more convenient than driving."

Jiang Baimian laughed:

"Teacher Du Heng, please drive later. I will show you the way and let him catch up on his sleep."

He was referring to Shang Jianyao, who had been on duty for several hours before dawn.

"You give me directions?" Shang Jianyao looked horrified.

Jiang Baimian secretly grinded his teeth:

"I just told Teacher Du Heng the location and corresponding coordinates of the target. Teacher Du Heng decides how to fire it."

"No problem." Du Heng smiled casually and ended the "quarrel".

For the next week, the Jeep drove slowly, with limited distance traveled each day.

And Shang Jianyao entered the dreamland of "dawn" again and again, and "made" the content of the discussion into reality piece by piece by rote memorization.

——He was lucky, that dream always repeated the discussion of the same academic issue.

Seeing that the headquarters of the Eighth Research Institute was not too far away, Shang Jianyao finally completed the task.

During the break, Jiang Baimian, who had completed the last piece of the puzzle, took the stack of paper, nodded gently and said:

“I already know what issues they are discussing.

“They are currently experiencing difficulties in developing a drug that can penetrate the blood-brain barrier and is suspected of treating certain chronic neurodegenerative diseases.

"The point involved is..."

"Oh oh oh." Shang Jianyao nodded frequently with an expression of "I completely understand."

Jiang Baimian hadn't talked about professional issues for a long time, and he talked about it very happily and eloquently.

Finally, she concluded:

"The company has actually done research on this problem and has already solved it. Although there is still a long way to go before the successful development of that kind of drug, this small problem has indeed been solved."

She then took out a pen and wrote several pages on the paper in her hand.

Then, she looked at Shang Jianyao and said:

"Memorize it and tell it to those in the dream."

"Ah?" Shang Jianyao showed a rare expression of embarrassment.

After cramming education, relying on the results of genetic improvement and the joint efforts of ten people, they confidently entered the "soul corridor" and opened the door to room "205".

Afraid of forgetting the answer, as soon as he entered the conference room and saw the figures emerging, he started to recite it directly.

When he finished reciting it, there was an eerie silence in the conference room.

Those people each took action, either opening the software, or using pen and paper, busy with their own things, and did not communicate as frequently as before.

After an unknown amount of time, they all turned sideways and looked at this guy, who had never paid any attention to Shang Jianyao.

"This idea seems to be really feasible..." More than one person said this.

Shang Jianyao was immediately overjoyed:

"There's a reaction, there's a reaction!"

He immediately praised Jiang Baimian:

"Knowledge indeed equals power!"