Mystery Makes Me Strong

After observing for a while, Wen Rensheng already understood the control principle of the spaceship, so he controlled the spaceship to travel, and he went to see the mother society of this group of fungal spores.

Pencil case spaceships start to disperse.

Before dissipating, Wen Rensheng glanced at the scene on the instrument again.

I saw a planet above. There are many villages on the planet. There are sheep people, werewolves, pig people...

It seems that they are all different lives caught by the spores.

Hope they can be free soon.

Not long after, the scene on the instrument changed, and then appeared in a fungal forest.

To be precise, it landed on the canopy of a black fungus.

"XXXX, why did you come back early?" A voice sounded from the spacecraft communicator.

"We discovered a new world."

"Oh, go and report to the mother body."

Soon, Wen Rensheng saw the mother's body.

A fungus that occupies a very large area. It is colorful and gorgeous. It should have a beautiful color, but with its name, it is daunting.

If you take a bite of it, you will definitely fall to the ground immediately.

No wonder it can stand out and get the position of the mother body.

He came straight out of the tray.

After a while, a dull voice sounded: "The world you mentioned is very wonderful. It just so happens that I also discovered another world."

Then, a thought wave came, and Wen Rensheng knew what the other party was talking about in the world.

"Professor, you see that the fungi in this petri dish are somewhat special. Their physiological characteristics are overactive." A woman's voice.

"Hao Yan, stop observing this boring fungus, and put all your energy on publishing papers. If you don't publish a few highly cited papers in top journals, your doctorate will be postponed again." The old man's voice.

"Oh, I got it, I got it, old man." The woman's perfunctory voice.

"Put your hobbies aside for now, and wait until you graduate with a Ph.D., hire an associate professor, and give birth to two children... Then go get fungi like you."

"I'll be forty or fifty by then, and I'm not far from death."

"How can you talk to your father like that?"

"I'm already very polite, you go away quickly, don't pollute my spores."

Wen Rensheng was taken aback when he heard that, he had an intuition that the world above would come to an end.

It seems to be in the real world.

I just don’t know if it’s the world without miracles in the previous life... No matter how amazing you are, you can only treat life as a process, burn yourself as hard as you can, and leave a little trace.

Sounds a little pessimistic.

But that's the reality.

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Hao Yan observed the petri dish under the microscope, which contained a strange fungal life.

She has been observing this fungus for a year.

It's just that it is still uncertain what kind of species it is. Now humans have observed an extremely wide variety of creatures, but creatures will mutate.

Now this kind of fungus, I don't know which kind of mutation came from it, it has many strange physiological characteristics.

For example, it can emit a very strong magnetic field, and it can also move regularly.

This made her sometimes even have an illusion, is this fungus consciously active?

Of course, she would not say this conjecture.

Now the old man is almost thinking that he is half crazy when he is thirty-two years old. If he speaks out, wouldn't he be completely crazy?

In fact, she felt that she was similar to a lunatic.

Every day is empty.

Running back and forth in various labs.

The seemingly lofty career and future, what will happen in the end?

There are no aliens, ghosts, or martial arts legends in this world. There are only cold experimental instruments and indifferent laws of nature.

Let you die.

You love them to death and have nothing to do with them.

Empty, lonely, cold.

Every day is to be alive, and it's only once in a while that you find a little joy in these petri dishes.

Anyway, I can't graduate with a Ph.D., and I'm down.

In a few years, it will be almost the same.

Thinking of this, Hao Yan wanted to leave the microscope.

Suddenly, she froze, with a trace of fanaticism on her face.

Because under the microscope, those fungi are wriggling.

Yes, fungi are supposed to be motionless like plants, but at this time, their hyphae are wriggling.

And spelled two words.

"Hello, world."

They are indeed conscious!

This, this is a miracle!

I'm going to be famous, what a shitty paper, with this discovery, even with a master's degree, I can crush the top scientists, including those in history!

What Newton, Einstein, have to kneel to my sister!

Hao Yan hurriedly took photomicrographs and fixed the scene she saw, which became an important evidence cited in the paper.

Then she began to wonder, how to communicate with the other party?

Direct shouting, definitely not.

With it, she found an experimental needle and began to stir up a few fungal spores, trying to describe the font.

Under the microscope, new fonts appeared in the petri dish.

"Just talk." This time it's Chinese characters, or simplified.

"Ah!" Hao Yan exclaimed in surprise, "Can you understand me?"

"able."

"What race are you?"

"Cannibals."

"Ah!" Hao Yan turned from surprise to shock, "Are you joking? I have been observing for more than a year. If you want to survive by cannibalism, how can you survive until now?"

"Because there are people in this petri dish."

"It seems that I had too little sleep and had hallucinations. The conversation just now was also a conversation for myself."

"Illusions can't let you solve difficult problems, but the truth can. Math problems can cross different worlds. I will give you a proof of a mathematical conjecture. Use it to make money."

"Is there such a good thing?"

"Yes, donate your brain, and there will be more good things."

"I don't have a good brain. I haven't graduated with a Ph.D. for several years, so I'll introduce you to some smart brains. But you have to do what you promised first."

Soon, a very complicated conjecture proof question appeared in the petri dish.

Hao Yan is not a mathematics major, and her mastery of mathematics is limited to those needed for her own research.

However, she looked carefully and found that it was not a civil science, and it was not using elementary mathematics methods to solve advanced problems.

Instead, use difficult advanced mathematical methods to solve it.

That conjecture has already been proved by many people, and it is not perfect.

At this moment, the proof method that appeared in this petri dish is perfect, elegant and concise, and the proof is powerful.

She took a photo immediately, and then went online to check the weight.

After a search, this proof method has never appeared.

Very good.

She went to contribute right away.

"A Ph.D. in biology, I went to submit a paper for a top journal in mathematics. You really have it!" Two days later, the old man walked into the laboratory.

"Anyway, three well-known universities have already awarded me a doctorate, and the city has also given me a house. The only thing missing is a husband."

"Husband can only find a local one. If it's too far away, I can't help you babysit." The old professor asked again.

"Know."