The most brave system in history

Doing scientific research is a very painful thing, especially when faced with a problem that has not been touched much,

On big Saturday, from a little past 14:32 in the morning to [-]:[-] in the afternoon now,

That professor, his current boss, assigned him a task in the middle of the night last night,

It was already 10:22 in the evening. After a week of intensive work and study, he returned home after [-]:[-] in the evening. He was paralyzed there and could not move. He could only pretend not to see it, and thought:' The professor should think he's asleep. '

In fact, the big professor knew how tired he was, so he did it on purpose.

Because I did one thing wrong this week, and I was targeted every day afterwards. I really did one thing wrong, and then I got into a bad situation.

Who calls someone the boss, one sentence may make him almost blind, and he has to sit in front of the computer and work desperately,

The information that woman gave was only a PDF, a picture, and a sentence: "Xiao Shen, this is a document from abroad, you write a revelation"

He has done the second half of this thing before: 'to further demonstrate the written revelation. '

However, after working for several years, I also accumulated a lot of other things in my hands.

Later, this kind of junior work was taught to a new intern researcher who urgently needed to work hard to gain the appreciation of the leadership before he could become a full-time researcher.

Now he has this "something that the leader thinks is particularly urgent", but it is tormenting his brain as if it is about to burst. It can be described as extremely painful, and it is not an exaggeration at all.

He was stuck in one place and couldn't understand it at all. He sent it to the professor to ask.

That person's attitude was particularly bad, and he didn't return, and he never returned.

Ask a question, only answer a few words after one or two small things, and the sentences that may be answered for several hours can be spelled into one sentence before Shen Jie can understand a little.

He can only stay in the office and can't go anywhere,

Who doesn't want to go outside to see the bustling scenery of the outside world,

When I got up in the morning, I saw that the window was already light, bare, and there were a lot of buds on the old branches that had been bare all winter.

Now he can imagine the forest park one subway station away from his work with his eyes closed.

What a wonderful thing it would be if one's own eyes could take a look at the densely packed sky.

"I don't want to be confined to this place for the rest of my life."

"Since I have the ability to describe 'space', how could I live such a mediocre life!!!"

The key now is that the depicted space is very close to reality, at least when you come out of those spaces, there is no difference from what you have lived in reality.

but,

But it can't help me financially now,

Can't get me out of the prison of work.

When I came out of that world this morning, I found myself very hungry.

Thinking of this, he glanced at his hands. Although they were clean and flawless, as soon as he touched the keyboard, it hurt very badly.

Not only that, but the pain on both sides of the waist is also very severe now,

Thinking of this, he suddenly thought of something, and quickly left his seat. There were several bottles of bottled mineral water next to a row of three white wardrobes on the left side of the front office.

He wrapped his right hand around the thin neck, exerted a little force,

"Copy!!!!!!"

A bucket full of water was super easy, and he picked it up with one hand.

"It's all right."

"I don't want to be too powerful!!!"

he said aloud,

Because the office is very big, he locked the door from the inside, and it was Saturday, so no one should have heard him when he yelled so loudly.

One morning plus half an afternoon, he saw a female doctoral student named 'Li Zifen' next door at [-] o'clock in the morning.

He hadn't spoken to anyone for such a long time, and now he yelled a few times, and he felt that his voice had the tone that he hadn't spoken for a long time.

He waved a bucket of mineral water in both hands for a while,

"Mark, I feel so sick!"

After he put down the mineral water in his left hand, perhaps he hadn't adapted to his strength, the bucket of water fell on the ground, as if a hole had been split.

But he didn't have the heart to care about such meaningless things,

"If the power can be brought back from the depicted world, don't I just need to strengthen the ability in this area..."

"Going to the Olympics"

……

After all, he is a scientific researcher, euphemistically called a scientist, and a doctoral student whose brain thinks fast.

"The key now is that I know it's useless, I have to let the me in that space know."

"What should we do?"