As a rising star, young people have also heard about the Zishan Incident that shocked the world in the last century.
Most of the unclear contents in outsiders' mouths were rumors about a certain ruling bench that had nothing to gain. As the successor of the Old Fool, the contents he came into contact with were far more thrilling than some rumors.
That's not a failure in a personal sense.
It's a complete folly.
The young man suppressed the strangeness in his heart, turned around calmly, and looked at Director Tao beside him: "I am indeed qualified to solve it, but I need to know the reason."
"What happened in the East China Sea would involve Zishan, and would it require calling such a high-level file?"
Director Tao nodded to Director Song, who stood up with a solemn expression, knowing that it was his time to take the stage.
After being told the cause and effect, and with the evidence provided by some information along the way, the members of the jury quickly understood the reason why Donghai wanted to unlock the file, and they all whispered among themselves.
"There's nothing to discuss."
At this time, "The Fool" shook his head, and his hands were already moving quickly on the keyboard: "Now that the matter is in front of us, whether it is true or false, it is our responsibility to deal with it."
"But, you don't have to at all..."
Someone spoke, and his words indicated that it was inappropriate to unlock the file on the spot.
But the young man didn't care: "Since it is a file, it is for people to see. They are all people who do things. Why can the tribunal see it but you can't?"
"In the name of the tribunal, I allow you to know."
【Welcome, Mr. "Jian Weilan". 】
As he spoke, he had already logged into his internal account, found the red file again, easily unlocked it, and disclosed the internal records that had been sealed for many years to the "world" for the first time.
[id "Fool"
——The file has been successfully unlocked]
Large pieces of graphic information, in the form of a written report, are arranged in a crisscross pattern.
It was obviously just a record in black and white, paired with some ridiculous hand-drawings, but it made everyone present feel their hair stand on end.
["I am Shi Cheng, one of the initiators of the Zishan Survey in 1984, and also the deputy captain of this scientific expedition."
"This mission is to pass through Yinlongkou, cross the tributaries of the Rixi River, cross the uninhabited boundary between several major mountains, and explore the center of Zishan - the magical realm known as the 'Nine Nethers' by the predecessors."
"The plan is progressing as scheduled."
"Only on the third day, a thick fog silently enveloped the entire Hidden Dragon Pass. Our equipment completely failed. Forced by helplessness, the captain decided to camp temporarily and wait for the fog to dissipate."
"It's just that the weather is not going as we want. After waiting for several days, the heavy fog shows no sign of disappearing. At the same time, what we were most worried about also happened..."
"On the sixth day, two teammates went out to collect firewood but never came back."
"The forest is not far from our station. Logically speaking, this kind of thing shouldn't happen between two people who often go back and forth... But the matter has come to this, and the worst case scenario has indeed happened."
"We found the woodland and searched the area as much as possible."
"Nothing found."
"We should have guessed it."
"Just like that, I returned to the camp dejectedly. Just as I was about to sigh at the impermanence of the world, I asked what was for dinner. I didn't want it to be compressed biscuits... 'It would be better if it was beef and potatoes...'"
"That's what I was thinking, but suddenly I realized that I was the only one in the entire camp."
"..."
"Damn it, I don't understand whether I lost them or they lost me!"
"But fortunately, the camp is still there. 'Let's wait for them here,' I thought."
"On the seventh day, no one came back."
"On the eighth day, still no one came back."
"The ninth day...
"The eleventh day."
"Patience finally couldn't bear the long loneliness. I brought some resources and started searching again along the scattered paths."
"Nothing found."
"I'm disappointed."
"My mood hit rock bottom."
"What happened..."
"God wants to torture me like this?"
"Just when I was giving up on myself, I vaguely heard a siren sounding from a certain direction."
"'Whistle? Is it a train? Why is there such a thing in the purple mountains?', with this mentality, I moved forward in an unknown direction."
"The heavy fog dissipated, and everything suddenly became clear."
"The endless stone beach stretches from my feet to the sky, and the railroad tracks extend in front of me, heading towards the unknown direction."
"A creeping coldness invaded my body, making it shiver uncontrollably."
"In the land of nine secluded places, where no grass grows on the mountains, no peaks reach the sky, no travelers can pass through the mountains, no clouds can be found in the caves, and no water flows in the streams... At this time, I finally understood that I had arrived on an unknown route and was heading towards
The Kingdom of the Dead advances!”]
Shang Weilan paused browsing and waved his hand.
Beside, a group of people couldn't suppress their discussions. They obviously had a lot of ideas about the various information that appeared in the files.
"Railway...railway!"
Someone murmured to themselves: "Isn't this the line that connects us to the East China Sea? The railway is the line, and the whistle... is it a train? Pocket, is it a train?"
Someone immediately objected: "Hades uses trains to transport dead souls. Are you kidding me? Do you pay for the fuel?"
"Is it possible that the world in Wandering has a shape?" Someone also asked an old scholar to confirm, but the other person was obviously in a blind spot of knowledge and could not answer.
"Everyone, please stop for a moment."
When everyone was arguing and couldn't argue, a voice suddenly sounded. Everyone looked at the sound and found that the speaker was the playwright named Wei Le who was in the accompanying team.
At this time, he stood up from his seat with a serious look on his face and started talking: "I wonder if you have ever heard of a saying, 'God has closed the door for you, but opened the window for you'?"
"certainly."
Director Tao looked confused: "So, what do you want to say?"
Wei Le raised an index finger and shook it: "Of course I don't want to say this, but I want everyone to think about a question, why does God close your door?"
"?"
Everyone looked confused.
Why did God close the door on me? Why don’t you ask God? This is all nonsense.
Vile obviously noticed their confusion and muttered: "Why don't you have any artistic cells..."
"The reason why God closed your door is because he doesn't want humans to go to the outside world."
"What's out there?"
Vile opened his hands and listed them one by one: "Nature, practice, truth, knowledge...all the precious elements that can change a person's structure."
"Okay, now that the door is closed, how can He satisfy you?"
A strange smile appeared on Wei Le's face: "Open the window, a window where you can only see Him forever, worship Him, worship Him, and praise Him.
"You get empty relief, but you think you get satisfaction."
Jian Weilan looked at this usually unconventional playwright with interest, and was a little surprised by the other party's irrational nature, and smiled: "So, what should we do now?"
I saw Wei Le clearing his throat and saying seriously: "Exploring the unknown is destined to overthrow something and change something. Don't let the existing things limit your thinking.
"They should not be cold stones, but flexible doors. Find the right way to use them and open the way to the truth."