After awakening the memory of the world

The blue light scanned Ji Qingyan's body, and when he opened his eyes again, his feet touched the ground made of light materials.

The silver-white test bench is filled with all kinds of equipment, and the AI ​​in the center is constantly analyzing the half-finished materials he made a few days ago.

Ji Qingyan was a little dazed, he put the test tube in his hand on the shelf above the table, reached out and rubbed his forehead.

It seems that since he had that dream, his memory has become somewhat uncontrollable. The memory of the past and the memory of the dream are as uncontrollable as the confluence of rivers and rivers.

It's like two lines that shouldn't intersect, flowing in the same direction in the broken restlessness.

Ji Qingyan's head started to hurt again, and the surrounding scenery began to shake, spin and disappear. He held one side of the corner of the table, almost unable to support his body.

He wanted to vomit, but he couldn't react, Ji Qingyan blinked his dry eyes, the pain almost paralyzed all his senses.

Sweat slid down the corners of Ji Qingyan's forehead, wet his forehead hair, and the condensed light of water slowly fell from Ji Qingyan's eyes.

He was almost unable to stand, every minute and every second was a torment for Ji Qingyan.

I don't know how long it has passed, but Ji Qingyan can feel that the pain is slowly weakening, and even all the perceptions are bursting out from the numb sensory nerves.

The sound of falling rain echoed dully, and when he raised his head, everything returned to calm. Ji Qingyan wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and the clothes behind his back were already soaked in sweat, but Ji Qingyan didn't care. People feel a moment of peace in the suffocating pain.

He took out this small fragment with tweezers, and put it in the supercomputing analyzer in the middle of the experimental bench. Ji Qingyan pulled the chair beside him and sat down. In the quiet space, there was only the sound of the analyzer running. The shelf on the table was removed, placed on the other side, and tapped on the table.

When Ji Qingyan knocked for the third time, the tabletop of the test bench was suddenly retracted to the sides, exposing the control hub of the console.

He lowered his eyes, recalling the series of experiments and investigations he had done, but he still couldn't find the problem of his recent loss of control. Ji Qingyan frowned. He didn't understand why he subconsciously resisted the Supervision Bureau. He hadn't had such a big reaction before.

Ji Qingyan pulled out the light curtain and began to collect internal information, but found something unexpected.

Jing Shengjiang's name is located at the bottom of the panel database, and there are four characters of outstanding young enterprises on the label. Her name is mixed with a bunch of entrepreneurs. If Ji Qingyan didn't read carefully, she might have missed this name .

He clicked on this identity label, but was forced to log out. Ji Qingyan frowned, realizing that there might be some clues that could be found out. He didn't try to search for this key person again, just opened the browser The browser searches for the center exhibition.

The news this morning was only a part of insignificant messages. He left a text message to Qi Yinian, but the Fetion port indicated that the other party’s location could no longer be displayed. The transmission of messages outside the universe began to become unstable. Ji Qingyan drifted further in his imagination.

Ji Qingyan's fingertips gathered sporadic brilliance, and the book records slowly unfolded beside him, flipping the blank pages, and the golden handwriting appeared in his book in an instant. Recorded history once again experiences the pain of abstraction.

The words before death constituted the will of parting. Ji Qingyan borrowed his eyes, and his thoughts drifted back to the silence of the exhibition hall. Who was singing, they seemed to be shouting something.

And the leader behind the scenes observes everyone through the eyes of technology.

What was the other party looking at?%3F Where were their goals?3F Ji Qingyan opened his eyes, the book gradually disappeared by his side, and the brilliance constructed by the stars also disappeared completely in an instant.

The room was calm again, and the instrument in the middle spat out the analysis report, and after a while, a pile was piled up. Only then did Ji Qingyan come to his senses, and took out a box of long tail clips from the drawer, After he classified the reports, he put them aside.

With his hands resting on the keyboard of the console, he began to separate the most superficial substance. Ji Qingyan placed the stripped golden substance in a glass container with a mechanical arm with a normal expression.

The moment it came into contact with the dissolving agent, the light golden color quickly melted into water, as if mixed with a little fluorescent agent, and continued to light up in the dim processor.

Ji Qingyan continued to extract this layer of golden substance steadily, dripped it on the glass slide, and cut off the moving image with an electronic camera.

The instruments in the analysis room really couldn't support such high-intensity calculation and analysis, and the specially made optical microscope clearly displayed the material activity in front of Ji Qingyan.

Ji Qingyan observed the trajectory of the activity, recorded the fluctuating values, and constantly tried and failed to overthrow the previous conclusions.

The sky is morning and evening, but in the secret room there is no difference between day and night.After Ji Qingyan came out of the laboratory, the time on the watch jumped a few more frames.

Ji Qingyan watched as the lights outside the window gradually faded, and the light of dawn spread slowly to one side like a curtain.

He communicated the simplified information to Gu Fei'an. This information is not only important to the Supervision Bureau, but also equally important to the Research Institute.

Ji Qingyan lay on the bed in the bedroom and fell into a deep sleep. In his dream, he seemed to be trapped in the deep sea, but he didn't feel the pain and suffocation of the sea water pouring in.

He seemed to be floating in a bleak universe, falling gradually amidst the faint sound of the piano, Ji Qingyan seemed to reach out to grab something, but soon, a huge blue whale appeared in his vision.

The blue whale swims in this dark universe, and the shallow clouds are also soaked in this bleak color, and it seems that it will disappear completely in the next moment.

The more he fell, the closer he was to the ground, Ji Qingyan seemed to hear someone calling his name, and after a while, he saw the library's badge appearing in his palm.

The pale light fell here, the galaxy was silent, and the nebula was silently scattered during the explosion. When the stardust dissipated, in the darkness, the starlight slowly illuminated the galaxy, as if lighting up a piece of light.

Ji Qingyan fell asleep peacefully in the golden light, the terminal was vibrating at the corner of the table, and the sound of the piano music was also a little hurried.

But Ji Qingyan was really tired, sleep gently engulfed him, and brought him into a deeper dream, the sadder he was, the more he couldn't see the end of the abyss.