Wen Rensheng, led by a group of people, passed through many gates and underwent many inspections before he was able to enter the mysterious experimental site.
After the rapid development of modern weapons, the deep underground began to be linked to safety and privacy. After all, no matter how strong the buildings on the ground are, they cannot withstand mushrooms and those powerful weapons.
But if you exclude the influence of modern weapons, the underground is actually very dangerous, with landslides, flooding, toxic formation gases... From a survival point of view, living underground is much more dangerous than on the ground.
This experimental site is a circular stepped auditorium with high sides and low center.
A thick ancient book is placed on the high platform in the center.
It is about a fist thick, dark yellow in color, and there are some burn marks on the cover, as well as some fresh blood stains.
The seats on the four sides of the stairs are full of people, including men, women, old and young, dressed in different styles. They should be from all over Dongzhou.
There is a diary placed on everyone's seat, and someone is writing and drawing in it.
Wen Rensheng could tell at a glance what these people were for—they were used to tell stories for the strange book.
"Why not use computers and big data?" Wen Rensheng asked an experimenter who led him in.
"No, we have tried it, and it doesn't recognize any machine sounds. To be authentic, it must be a story told by a person himself, and only this weird book will recognize it." The experimenter replied friendly. p>
Wen Rensheng was then placed in the front row, sitting with several older gentlemen.
Wen Rensheng sensed it and found that he could not confirm the level of alien cultivation of these old gentlemen. I am afraid they are not masters, but close to them.
However, most grandmasters have special cutting-edge projects and cannot spare time to research these temporary mysterious items unless it is very important.
It seems that these old gentlemen have special mysterious protection on them, which can prevent prophecy and detection.
The McCanns can also create a Schrödinger's cat to counter the great prophecy. Of course, the Inspectorate has already taken similar precautions. This is the spear and shield. Both sides are constantly escalating, never ending. Whoever stagnates will be downgraded.
Strike.
At this time, the experimenter walked onto the stage.
"Aiming at the weird thing No. 23? The 772nd experiment begins. Now a brief explanation? After the book is opened, the person who opens the book needs to tell a story. If the story is satisfactory to it, it will answer the question.
Question. If it is not satisfied? It will eat the person who opens it, but we already have protective measures and can use a transfer technique to let the next person continue to tell it stories until it is satisfied."
When Wen Rensheng heard this, he knew that there were thousands of people in this conference venue. How could there be a story that would satisfy the other party?
But are the stories long or short? Unless everyone prepares short and concise stories? Otherwise, the time will drag on for a long time.
Thinking of this? He had a feeling that the Inspectorate suddenly approved his application for a strange book experiment? Did they want to hold him back? Prevent him from participating in the next two alien births with his family?
It is very possible that those guys must be afraid of their charm and worry that they will take away two precious new alien species.
After all, I am not a member of their system, so it is very generous for the Inspectorate to bring one in.
Wen Rensheng didn't think that the Inspector was just being scheming. On the contrary, it was probably because the other party was concerned about his own face, so he was so roundabout.
It is not good for them to ask themselves. Next time a new alien takes the initiative to vote, they must refuse. Saying such words will damage the previous tacit understanding and good relationship between the two parties.
A small book stand used by book lovers
It has been suspended, and now I basically use \Mi\Mi\\ for reading\\.
It can be seen that his status is getting higher and higher.
And he also understood this.
Moreover, he felt that the people in the Inspectorate Department thought too much, and he would not care if they were told directly, because he has always been a reasonable person.
Those new alien species were identified by the Inspector General themselves, and they naturally have ownership rights on the land of Dongzhou. If they can get the chance to be born, it is good to raise their families, and they do not expect to intercept other people's things.
The previous visit of the phantom seed was actually a chance encounter, not something he did intentionally.
Besides, he still has two customized alien seeds that he has not used. If the phantom seeds and the mysterious seeds work well together, he can consider activating two more.
At this moment, the experimenter had already opened the strange book.
When Wen Rensheng saw this, he suppressed these human calculations and focused his energy on his eyes.
In his mind, he quickly recalled many jokes, novels, and short stories he had read in his previous life.
This strange book contains a wealth of knowledge, which complements his mysterious seed.
If it can be absorbed, that would be the best.
As the experimenter slowly opened the book, a human face appeared on top of the strange book.
He was an ancient man who looked like a scholar. He was sanctimonious, polite, and elegant.
Who would have thought it could eat humans?
"Brother, it's been a long night and I don't want to sleep. Do you have a good story to share?" The scholar held a volume titled "Gold|Vase|Plum" in his hand and said with a smile.
The experimenter's eyes, as well as everyone's eyes, all looked at the book in his hand.
"Oh, oh, I'm sorry, I took the wrong one, it should be this one." The scholar cupped his hand and immediately changed the name of the book in his hand to "Shang Shu".
Wen Rensheng knew some of the allusions in "Shangshu", which were said to be forgeries by later generations, and there were many disputes. He was not an archaeologist, so he didn't know much about it.
The experimenter said in a deep voice, "You're welcome, brother. I have a good story to share. A long time ago, there was a frog..."
"Wait a minute, I want to hear people's stories." The scholar refused.
"Well, a long time ago, there was a frog who cultivated into an adult..."
"Wait a minute, I hope there is a rich lady in the story..."
"Well, a long time ago, there was a frog who cultivated and became a rich man..."
"Why do you always start with a frog?" The scholar began to feel a little dissatisfied.
Wen Rensheng smiled slightly. It seemed that the experimenters were testing the bottom line of this strange book.
"Of course that's because the frog is a universal container that can contain many, many stories." The experimenter said calmly and authentically.
The scholar didn't speak for a while, and then stared at the experimenter.
After a long time, he said, "You can continue talking, but if I guess what you want to say, you will die."
His voice suddenly turned cold.
The experimenter was still calm and said, "There is also a white snake who has become a scholar. When the frog and the white snake meet, one of them will get into the other's belly. The story starts from here..."
There was a little smile on the scholar's face.
Then a story that mixed love, suspense, slaps in the face, counter-slaps in the face, routines, counter-routines, ups and downs, and endless story started like this.
The frog fell in love with the white snake, but the frog's father was a monk. He could raise a frog to collect treasures, but he could not raise a white snake that might eat him at any time.
In short, the story is full of torture.
The scholar who evolved from the strange book became more and more satisfied after listening to it.
This story lasted more than two hours.
Wen Rensheng even fell asleep after listening to it...
"Very well, you can ask me a question. If I can't answer it, I will do something for you." The scholar unfolded the "Shang Shu" volume in his hand and began to record the story he just heard. p>
Maybe he wants to write it down in the cracks of the book.
