"Carolon, I would like to congratulate you in a small way on a personal note. Dean Gould was unable to attend the Salon due to preparations for a New Year's piano solo concert tour," Huxley said.
Fan Ning held a cup to express his thanks and met several professors one by one. The first two were Vice President Huxley and Vice President Schutz, while the third one was a bit unfamiliar.
"Mr. Graham, one of our members, dean of the Polytechnic Institute and professor of the Department of Chemistry." The vice president introduced, "His landmark achievements include the improvement of the valence bond theory of organic chemistry, the proposal of the enantiomerism theory and the first
The discovery of a free radical... In recent years, he has been involved in emerging fields with more practicality. He provides technical consulting to many companies in the imperial capital of Santaram. Speaking of which, I am very envious of his income..."
"Mr. Composer may not be familiar with these terms, but I believe that science and art have something in common, and I look forward to communicating with you in the future." This knowledgeable professor showed an approachable temperament.
...Interesting. Fan Ning smiled and clinked glasses with him: "I hope to visit your laboratory if I have the opportunity."
Sorry, the silica gel columns that have been tested in the laboratory have exceeded four digits, and the smell of various organic solvents can be detected at a glance.
The fourth person to clink glasses was Dean Fabian of the School of Literature and History.
Fan Ning kept smiling: "Thanks for sharing the important information about the 'Happy Listening Session'."
The jumping topic made Fabian's eyes twitch imperceptibly, which was keenly caught by Fan Ning's spiritual sense.
"You're welcome, this is a collective decision made by Mr. Huxley on our behalf." Fabian's voice was dull.
"Based on a common position, I also share a clue with you." Fan Ning kept smiling.
The four knowledgeable people from the University of Saint Lenia all looked at Fan Ning.
"Check out Red Onyx Culture Media in East Mecklén."
"I believe the accuracy of your clues." Vice President Huxley responded, "We will verify the company's situation and communicate with you when necessary."
Next week is a busy exam week for the students, and then the school will be on vacation. After school resumes, Fan Ning will do some research on the part-time jobs of his classmates, but he will not take excessive positive risks.
Since it is a matter of the Bologna School, and the school is taking care of it, it is more cost-effective to share clues of this level first.
One party is investigating the cause of teacher Anton's death, and the other is looking for the whereabouts of the documents and the stability of the campus. The relationship of interest is temporarily reliable.
As for Fabian, the variable that he doubted...
Since he was able to join the trio investigating him, even if he communicated with Huxley alone, the information would flow among them very quickly.
Let's try first to see if we can make them detect anything within themselves.
…
The salon ended past 11 o'clock.
In the clear dream that night, Fan Ning followed the guidance of the secret revelation, recited the prayer about "Endless Fugue", and fell into the empty brown wooden altar of the church.
He glanced at the light-filled skylight of the dome and the huge pipe organ high up behind him that coexisted with the church, then jumped off the podium and passed through the rows of long mahogany chairs.
In front of the marble door, the first inner ring of the spiral groove is now filled with golden light due to the music played in the salon.
Fan Ning tried to reach out and touch the pale golden "four-fold line" symbol at the core of the spiral.
The cold and delicate touch was fleeting, and the door rippled like water.
The first time I touched it before I was promoted, I had a similar reaction. The second time I touched it when I came here, there was no reaction. The third time I touched it today, I had a similar reaction.
"Sure enough, as I suspected, only when a new inner ring is broken through can this marble door be opened again."
Fan Ning had already seen that the golden stream of light, symbolizing the progress of the reproduction, had obviously slightly penetrated the scope of the second inner ring.
His spirit body's "eyes flashed", he took a step forward, and his entire figure disappeared through the door.
It's not night, but day. The golden mist lingers on the mountain path, the breeze rustles among the branches, and the vast expanse of wilderness and blue waves can be seen on the side with a wide view.
What's happening here…
He turned around and looked back, and saw that the wavy marble door was still standing. He felt a little calmer, but also became more confused.
When he was promoted last time, the Marble Gate was clearly at the foot of a huge and strange mountain tributary in the night.
Is the ongoing situation changing moment by moment, or... will this church move?
Huanshan...Mountain path? We have reached the moving Huanshan District here?
The reappearance progress was further advanced successfully. Fan Ning really wanted to try to advance to the middle level, so he decided to try to control the spirit body and explore further.
The breeze blows waves of green across the wilderness, and you can experience some of the pleasure of being in nature in the early morning.
He tried to take a few steps forward, but somehow, as if he pressed the wrong flash skill, he reached the edge of the mountain road in an instant, like a car that was halfway off a cliff.
He was so frightened that he staggered, and his body did some backflips involuntarily, and finally fell on his back in a strange posture.
This feeling of losing control is like maxing out the mouse sensitivity when playing a first-person shooter game in a previous life.
After falling, Fan Ning saw celestial bodies of different sizes hanging in the sky. They were dark in color and had bright golden edges. They were rotating enthusiastically in the field of vision. The chaotic speed was like a roller coaster that was fast and slow, which made Fan Ning feel a little dazed.
There seems to be some messy fragments of a symphony in progress.
Along with it came the light pouring down from the heights.
The giant motive of the trombone tone, the devil motive of the strings, and the chant motive of the horn have turned into fragments of some intervals, which seem to be combined into some new musical materials, and seem to be just a crushing cassette repetition.
Some illogical phrases buzzed in his mind. This was the hidden knowledge that was passing through. Along with it, there was also mental pollution. In a daze, Fan Ning saw a celestial body unfolding like a dead fish.
His eyes showed a strange smile towards himself, and several pieces of flesh and blood on the surface of the celestial body disintegrated and fell, drawing bloody liquid in the sky.
Fan Ning hurriedly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, it was almost dusk. Those celestial bodies had disappeared again, and there were some strange flora nearby.
What about the door back?
Fan Ning's spirituality was filled with alertness from time to time, and from time to time he was brought into a blind corner of numb thinking.
It's so beautiful, with gorgeous scenery, magical shapes, pleasant emotions, and fascinating knowledge.
…where did the church door go???
Fan Ning realized that his situation was somewhat dangerous at this time.
key!
He tried to visualize the shape of the art museum key, but his spiritual mind kept wandering. What he saw were flowers in the mountains that looked like orange wine glasses, but in the blink of an eye he thought they were blue starfish with fractal iterations.
This sudden drop in lucidity is like Fan Ning's first experience of noticing signs in a lucid dream and successfully experiencing the dream - because he consciously observed strange and bizarre things, his mind gradually became trance-like again.
The periphery of the blue starfish is divided into large and small tentacles. They are not starfish, but are similar to pupae. The tentacles are fractal. At the end, if you look closely, you can see several thick trees with luminous mushrooms growing on them. The mushrooms are still seeping and scratched in the sky.
Open red viscous liquid.
After a longer period of trance, Fan Ning's spirituality suddenly awakened.