Time has passed and Angel's daily life remains unchanged, but his mental outlook has recovered a lot compared to the decadence of the past few days.
During the days of solving problems, Angel discovered a very strange thing——
The Bauhinia seems to be spinning in a small area.
Not long ago, Angel discovered the red rock he first saw half a month ago, and saw it again today. This is the fourth time he has seen this uniquely shaped rock in the past half month. p>
For this reason, Angel concluded that the Bauhinia did not seem to have any intention of leaving the Devil's Sea, but was just circling nearby.
Angel once tried to communicate with the navigator on the ship, but the other party was squeaking and unwilling to make any response.
Obviously, the navigator on the ship knew that the Bauhinia was spinning in circles; but since the other party was unwilling to say more, it can be inferred that perhaps there was a big shot behind this strange behavior. He could not say, or in other words, he did not dare to say
Say.
Who can command the helm of the Redbud? There is no doubt that only an extraordinary person - Lord Wizard.
After guessing this, Angel didn't bother too much. No matter what the wizard wanted to do, how could he, a little mortal, stop it? Besides, in the boundless devil sea, he could only survive by relying on the Bauhinia.
Go down. No matter what the wizard decides, he can only obey.
He didn't like this feeling of being powerless, but he had to obey. He only hoped that he would have the power to protect himself in the future and would no longer leave the weight of his life to the control of others.
……
Today is the 167th day since Angel left Gru Town, and it is also the last day for him to solve the problem.
Angel solemnly opened the red lacquered wooden box in his luggage. Inside the box was a square crystal tablet the size of a matchbox and as thin as a cicada's wings.
This crystal tablet does not come from this world, but was brought by Jon from the earth.
This kind of crystal tablet is actually just a carrier of holographic communication tools on earth. It is made into a watch and distributed all over the world. The strap of this smart watch has been damaged over the years, so Jon simply tore it off and threw it away.
Only this core slab is left intact.
Angel closed the door and skillfully pressed the slightly raised button on the lower right corner of the tablet.
A simple holographic screen projection, coupled with a row of holographic buttons, appeared before his eyes out of thin air.
A row of Chinese characters is currently displayed on the screen:
[The screen is locked and needs to answer questions set by the administrator to unlock it.]
[Question 100: Re-correct the following holographic spectrum with Seidel's five aberrations, and analyze the final code with the Vigenard square according to the arrangement of the spectrum:]
Question 100, this is the last question that Jon assigned to Angel.
Before getting on the ship, every time he used his tablet, he would do so secretly, memorizing the questions and then closing it. After he got on the ship and had a separate private space, he became bolder.
Every time a question is solved, the next question automatically jumps out. Angel analyzes the questions left by Jon from various disciplines, such as chemistry, physics, medicine, mathematics, and even philosophy; although the physical constants of this world are slightly different from those of the earth.
, but the questions Jon left were all basic applications, and Angel was able to handle them.
Today, he will solve the final mystery——
It took a whole afternoon, but when Angel arranged the answers to the last question, he was suddenly stunned.
"9371201."
This is a number that outsiders cannot understand, but Angel understands it.
The calendar of the Golden Bird Empire: Year 937 of the Golden Bird Calendar, the first day of the Tundra Moon (December 1).
This day is Angel’s birthday.
"Is this the final answer?" Angel entered the number into the answer column on the screen with doubts.
After the number input is completed, a burst of light and shadow changes, 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 writing disappeared, what appeared in front of Angel was a clean desktop with grassland pictures. In the upper right corner of the desktop, there were two icons, one was a folder and the other was named 'To Angel'
text document.
Although Angel had heard Jon talk about the operation method of this smart watch, this was the first time he operated it himself. With a little curiosity and a little anticipation, Angel reached out and gently touched the document icon.<
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The next second, a letter as an electronic document was quietly placed in front of Angel's eyes.
"To my disciple Angel:
I don’t know how long these hundred questions have stumped you? I don’t know where you are at this moment?
Many times, I feel that you are too embarrassed for yourself, and there is no need to fight like this for my old bones.
I once said that my hometown is an ancient civilization with a history of five thousand years. Of course, compared with the history of this world, it is not 'ancient'. In the neighboring countries of my hometown, there is another country with a long history.
In that country, a poet who turned life into philosophy once said: "There are no traces of wings in the sky, but I have already flown."
My whole life, I was born on earth and died on an alien planet. I lived a wonderful life. I saw two pieces of sky that were the same blue even though they were in different time and space. It was a pity that my miserable wife and children were only separated for a few days at a time.
Scientific research expedition, alas... I didn’t expect that I would never see you again.
However, if you think about it differently, my wife and my daughter can also be regarded as traces of my existence in the sky on the earth.
And my disciple Angel, you are the trace I left behind in this alien sky. Because you not only inherited the Chinese culture, you will also ignite the fire of the earth's civilization in this world.
Speaking of which, the traces I have left behind as a 'bird' are truly remarkable, not only across time and space, but also across the quadrants of the universe. Others' time travel is just a counterattack and a slap in the face, but my time travel is to spread the gospel of civilization. Haha
Haha, although I may die earlier than the protagonists in those novels, am I living a better life than you?
Speaking of the world of wizards, I am really interested in it. I thought this world was as boring as the earth, but I didn’t expect that such a mysterious corner would be hidden. However, I shouldn’t be lucky enough to peek into this extraordinary corner, right? p>
What a pity.
However, although I can't pry, you can. Therefore, I hope that you, my disciple Angel, can bring the world of wizards to the extreme. Just like every scholar who is loyal to his own subject, using concepts as wonders
Click, use knowledge to detonate the new universe.
The previous 100 questions have ended, so the new question I will give you now is to complete a paper that implements the true meaning of the wizarding world. Are you willing?
I am writing this letter to you this time. In addition to what I just said, I actually want to tell you to make good use of the knowledge I taught you. Although some of the physical constants in this world are wrong, for a scholar, the results are certainly good.
is important, but the idea of calculating it is equally important. The idea 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 now.
There is no entertainment at sea. I have stored some things in this smart chip. It is my last gift to you. I hope you like it.
Jon stayed."
After reading this e-mail, Angel was silent for a long time.
He closed his eyes and clenched his fists, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart. He didn't know what kind of mood Jon was in when he left this letter, but he could feel the tenderness and kindness behind every word.
Angel couldn't help but fell into a daze when he thought back to his life with his mentor over the years.
It wasn't until nightfall that he came back to his senses.
I sighed, not knowing who I was mourning or what I was sighing about.
Angel recalled the operation method once described by his mentor, and carefully saved the e-mail. For the sake of cherishing it, he also specially created a new document and copied it.
Then turn off the e-mail.
With a hint of sadness and an inexplicable expectation, I opened the only folder on the desktop.