atlantis

Standing in front of the landed Ciou stone, the faint emerald light flickers on and off, like Han Jing's thoughts coming and going.He is waiting for Morris's response, will his report pass?Will Morris give each other a chance?

His brows were darkly furrowed, his clear and black eyes overlooked the Stargate area, and his eyes seemed to drift far away.

A huge stargate stands in the center of the Stargate area, surrounded by pillars of orange light.They are all excavated from Atlantis, which sank on the seabed. According to the analysis of human science and technology, there is a closed independent space inside these energy pillars, and this endless orange energy is produced through undecipherable changes. .Many authoritative experts believe that this orange energy can open the stargate, and they are the basic energy of Atlantis, just like the electricity and water energy of human beings.

While he was meditating, Pine had already quietly stood beside him, pouring two cups of hot coffee, and Han Jing didn't notice anything.

"Han Jing?" Pine opened the box of sugar cubes and called out with a smile, "How many cubes of sugar do you want?"

Only then did Han Jing come to his senses, and he was slightly taken aback in surprise: "Thank you, two yuan is fine."

"Here..." Pine smiled and helped Han Jing stir the sugar cube in the cup, and Fang handed it over: "What are you thinking? Why are you stuck here alone? Do you want to go to Nereus for dinner together later?"

"Nereus?" Han Jing hid his surprise and took the coffee handed over.I have never been taken seriously in the mathematics group, and I belong to the marginal figure of the odd job girl.And this Pine, who was highly valued by Veblen, usually didn't talk much to him, and was too polite, but now he took the initiative to show his kindness to him, could it be! ?

Han Jing's mind was moved, he held a hot coffee cup, smiled politely at Pine, and suddenly thought of Morris again...

Pine laughed and said, "It seems that you don't know the news yet. Congratulations, Han Jing! From now on, you will be the main force of our team. You have to treat Nereus today!"

"The main force?"

"Yes, you will be the main force of our team, and even I will assist you." The half-closed door was pushed open, and Veblen rushed in with a smile.

"Pour me a cup of coffee, Pine." Veblen glanced sideways at Pine, his words revealing a force.

"Yes..." Pine paused, smiled calmly, and poured another cup of hot coffee with his own hands: "The Supremo you like."

"Thank you." Veblen took the coffee, smiled at Pine, then squinted his eyes and looked at the young Han Jing: "Your mathematical theory is unconventional, although it is a bit aggressive, Admiral Morris appreciates you Said that we have been unable to make progress for a long time, and I am willing to give your theory a chance, hoping to solve the stargate problem from another angle."

"However, how did Admiral Morris see your report? I heard that you just went to Admiral Morris's office this morning?" Veblen took a sip of the coffee in his cup, looked at Pine with a smile, and said There is a saying: "Being able to live in ROEDLAS, some opportunities are unparalleled to us...Is it, Pine?"

Pine forced a smile out of embarrassment, drinking coffee and not answering.

Han Jing's eyes sank, and he said word by word: "What do you mean by that? Veblen?"

Veblen smiled and said, "Even talking hard? Hehe, it really is a capable young man, and even Admiral Morris can be persuaded?"

Han Jing held the coffee cup tightly, and the coffee in the cup fluctuated violently like his mood.He could endure being excluded and neglected by others, but when Morris was involved, his chest felt like a fire, and a burst of anger suddenly appeared on his face.

"Please pay attention to your words, Veblen! Like me, you are not at the brigadier level, and you are not qualified to comment on the choice of a four-star general!"

Unexpectedly, Han Jing, who has always been moderate in things, would suddenly become tough, and every word and every sentence was full of anger. Veblen twitched the corner of his lower lip, suppressing his anger and said: "I am not qualified, but everyone is here. Look at this extraordinary order from Admiral Morris, waiting to see if the Stargate can be opened? Admiral Morris has never missed an order, but this time... Hehe, if you don’t want to embarrass him, I hope your theory can be like yours The voice is as harsh as it is."

Veblen snorted coldly, put down the coffee cup in his hand heavily, and walked out of the rest room.

Looking at the figure disappearing behind the door, Pine stretched out his hand and patted Han Jing's shoulder, holding it firmly: "His temper is like that, you should understand that those of us who study mathematics get weirder the older we get. Don't take it to heart !Since Admiral Morris is willing to break the rules and promote you, I believe that your theory must be feasible. Although it is crazy, it has successfully convinced the most stern iceberg Morris!"

"Morris..." Han Jing lowered his head and stared at the coffee in his cup, his eyes were trembling, and his eyes were filled with turbulent emotions.He thought too simply, and didn't consider Morris' embarrassment.

"Okay! Don't be too stressed! Let's go, I invite you to Nereus!" Pine put down his coffee and pulled Han Jing to leave.

Han Jing gently broke away from his hand, smiled and said: "I suddenly have some inspiration, you know, inspiration is fleeting, so I won't accompany you to Nereus, I will treat you next time!"

"You?" Looking at the resolute face and bright black eyes, Paine patted Han Jing's shoulder understandingly, nodded and said with a smile, "It's fine, don't put too much pressure on yourself, we will help you from the side."

"Thank you, Pine." Han Jing smiled back, poured himself another cup of espresso, and said goodbye to Pine in front of the office.

Han Jing only felt that he had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, and it seemed that he was burdened with Morris' trust.He didn't even eat lunch, so he hurriedly started the work at hand.The calculation of the Stargate is a huge and cumbersome process that requires the cooperation of several people, and it cannot be completed by one person alone.

Although Veblen did not approve of Morris's order, he believed that Han Jing was too young, had no qualifications, and his theory was too crazy, and he even talked sarcasticly with Han Jing in the break room.But when he actually handed over the work, he showed his integrity in the past, assisted Han Jing very strictly, and occasionally made necessary suggestions.

After the work was assigned, it went smoothly, but Han Jing could faintly feel the eyes of his colleagues around him. He had to make achievements in order to convince everyone of his ability, instead of being forced to obey him because of Morris' orders.

Han Jing took a deep breath, made up his mind to himself, buried his head, and completely immersed himself in the difficult mathematical calculations...

Every mathematician has his own calculation habits, and Han Jing is used to calculate on the original paper.Time passed unknowingly, and the calculation drafts in front of him slowly piled up a few feet...

Suddenly his shoulders tightened, and someone grabbed him: "The inspiration is still there? Hehe, you are so engrossed!? You didn't even notice that the communicator kept ringing?"

Han Jing raised his tired eyebrows, and found the smiling Pine standing beside him, and then saw the blue light of the communicator on his left wrist flashing non-stop.As soon as he clicked on the connection, a strange man's roar came from the other end of the communicator: "Are you deaf!? It took so long to connect to my call!?"

Han Jing hurriedly stood up, bowed slightly to Pine, and walked out of the office.

"Excuse me, did you dial the wrong number?" Han Jing asked politely in a low voice.

The man on the other end was still rude: "Are you Han Jing from the math group!?"

"It's me." Han Jing couldn't help but frowned when his ears rang from the other party's voice.

"That's good! Come here quickly and come to LYRANS to get your luggage!"

"LYRANS!?" Isn't that the area Roger lives in?

"It's LYRANS! You've been expelled from ROEDLAS! You'll be roommates with me from now on!"

"Expelled...?" Han Jing was taken aback, blood seemed to fill his brain all of a sudden, and his fingers were cold.

"Yes! Welcome to the most popular LYRANS!" The man on the other side smiled a little: "Come here quickly! Everything is placed in the Square area!"

"I'm still working..." Han Jing's mind was blank and he didn't know what to say.

The man smiled and said, "It's already off-duty time! The people in your math group are crazier than us!?"

"Really? I see..." Han Jing almost hung up the connection rudely, his heart ached, and he couldn't think for a moment.

'Is this the result of my persistence?Morris's last response to me? After a while, Han Jingfang smiled, but the smile was extremely bitter, and his clear eyes were filled with pain.

'He was expelled from ROEDLAS, so he hates me so much that he doesn't even want to see it? '

"I... I'm so self-indulgent..." Han Jing grabbed the clothes around his heart, covering his heart-wrenching pain, his fingers slowly curled up tightly, and his nails were deeply embedded in his palm.

He tried his best to adjust his painful breathing, and he stood there for an unknown period of time before he managed to regain his composure.

Back in the office, Han Jing suddenly felt a hint of cold irony as he flipped through the manuscripts piled up in his hand.

"Sure enough, there is a clear distinction between public and private. Even if he hates himself to the extreme, he can calmly handle his report without any personal emotions in it, and even promote himself..."

"Outsiders thought he was selfish to himself, and even lost himself for a while..." Thinking of the surging heart at noon, Han Jing only felt that the irony was ridiculous!Picking up a page of calculation manuscript, staring at it intently, his eyes dimmed for an instant, but in a blink of an eye, they burst out with determination and calm light.

He looked at the communicator. It was almost eight o'clock in the evening, and all the colleagues in the office had quietly left without knowing it. Only Pine was still packing up his things.

At this time, Pine raised his head, holding two manuscripts that Han Jing had bound last time, and was changing into a windbreaker.

"I haven't read your last draft. One is mine, and the other is brought by Vibranto." Pine readily admitted his contempt for Han Jing before, and he smiled apologetically He smiled and was about to close the magnetite, "But tonight, Veblen and I have to work overtime. Are you leaving? It's so late?"

"Okay, just wait for me." Han Jing hurriedly packed up the manuscripts at hand and organized them in a file folder.

Seeing Han Jing picking up the thick folder, Pine adjusted the light of the Magneto, and said cheerfully, "Are you working overtime tonight? It's best not to stay up late, otherwise when you reach my age, you will regret your youth Desperate. Nothing can be rushed out in a short while, let alone Stargate, the stargate."

"By the way, do you know how to adjust magnetite? I think you will often be the last person to leave in the future?"

Han Jing smiled and walked to Pine's side: "I'm not very good at it yet, is it complicated?"

"Well, a little bit. This magnetite was discovered on Charon, but it also appeared in Atlantis. I think, maybe this is a common cosmic ore? Hehe, you should remember the adjusted number clearly. Well, those physicists are trouble..."

Pine and Han Jing got close and kept looking for topics, until the light of the magnetic stone was completely dimmed, and the two left the office.

Passing through the deep-sea corridor, Han Jing first sent Pine into the teleportation elevator, and then his gaze involuntarily stopped at the familiar ROEDLAS option, but unfortunately he no longer has permission to enter...

The smiling black eyes dimmed again, Han Jing frowned, and there was a dull pain in his chest, as if there was an invisible boulder pressing down on his heart.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the ROEDLAS option, but his hand stopped in mid-air, just so deadlocked, he couldn't reach it no matter what, as if there was an invisible high wall blocking him.

Finally, he pressed his fingers heavily on the Square area, and he walked into the teleportation elevator without looking back.

"It's the first time I've walked in the Square area at night..."

'In the past, whenever I got off work, I couldn't wait to rush back to ROEDLAS, wanting to seize every minute and every second with him.It turned out that I was so madly infatuated with him that even the beautiful night view of the Square was only overlooked from the top of ROEDLAS...'

Standing at the door of the transmission elevator, Han Jing looked up at the majestic arc-shaped buildings, as if he was in the crystal clear and radiant ancient Roman Colosseum.Although it is not like ROEDLAS, overlooking the night view of the entire No. 9 base, the deep blue and soft deep sea in the distance.But to appreciate it at a micro level, there is another unspeakable shock.

"Han Jing!?" A strange man with short brown hair and very casual clothes came over with a smile.He looks very young, wearing a white sports T-shirt, jeans with holes in the knees, and a pair of scruffy sneakers, no real age can be seen.He smiled bluntly. Although his voice was not gentle, it could not help but affect the depressed Han Jing.

"Excuse me, are you...?" Han Jing pushed down his glasses and stared at the visitor.

The man smiled and stretched out his hand: "Cliff, a member of the physics team."

"Hello!" Han Jing looked at this possible new roommate, only to feel that his outstretched right hand was tightly grasped, and the other party naturally hooked his shoulder.

"It's so late, and you still have so many work materials? What about the luggage in front? Hey! Bad luck! It seems that I'm the only one who helped you move it, and you have to treat me to supper later!" Cliff Talking to himself for a while, Han Jing was not allowed to interrupt at all.

Han Jing laughed bitterly. His first roommate was cold and ice-berg, and hardly spoke up, but this second roommate was like a hot fire, talking non-stop.

He was thinking faintly, and suddenly froze, with extremely complicated emotions on his face.

"What's the matter?" Cliff still hooked Han Jing's shoulders, and followed Han Jing's line of sight - a straight figure flashed in the distance, with long silky blond hair, it seemed to be Morris Admiral?