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Chapter 30 Bu Qingwen (1)

Frightened by the black shadow, Xie Junping almost fell all the way down. He was in a very embarrassed state and could not help but curse.

Due to the induction of the Wuchen Chain, Ronan could see more clearly: "It's an animal in the swamp, it seems to be a muskrat... Are there any other entrances and exits other than the way we came in?"

The muskrat is a relatively common animal in the jungle wetlands of Zhixing College. When it is adult, its body size is thirty to forty centimeters, and its tail is also twenty or thirty centimeters. The one that just flashed past is more than half smaller. It seems to be underage, but it moves really quickly.

Xie Junping grinned: "This place has been idle for more than a year or two. I'm afraid it has become a bird's nest or something. Be careful not to step on bird poop..."

Halfway through the last word, he swallowed it back.

At this time, the lighting beam just cuts into an open area. It can be seen that the ring-shaped chairs maximize the use of space, two footrests are placed randomly, wall lamps embedded in the inner wall of the tree hole, and some exquisite wall-mounted bookshelves

, decoration, people can tell at a glance that this is the layout of a rest room.

How big can a tree hole be? The visible usable area will never exceed three square meters. It really can't even fit a bed, but the exquisite layout makes the most of the characteristics of the circular space of the tree hole, which is quite stretched.

Relaxing flavor.

Xie Junping immediately forgot what he had said before and repeatedly said: "It's amazing that you can enjoy it."

"There is another level above." Ronan pointed to the stone steps still extending upward and continued to move.

"Why do I feel that this project is not inferior to the 'Gear'? Especially after so many years, it has been able to keep a secret and is too strict with its mouth."

tendency.

While talking, the two of them reached the upper floor, which is also the top floor of the tree cave hut. The layout here is simpler, and even a bit empty at first glance. There is only a table embedded in the inner wall of the tree cave, and the front is made of irregular dead trees.

A low stool directly modified by protrusions.

The table top was very clean, with only a round tray placed on it. Xie Junping recognized it as an old projection album base. The projector probably went out because of the power supply, but as long as it was recharged, it should be a very direct clue.

Ronan focused on various parts of the inner wall of the tree hole.

He fumbled and pulled out a lot of brackets, supports and other strange things, most of which were set up around the table. Judging from their respective positions, this was obviously a workshop. As long as the corresponding equipment was installed, it would be completely fine.

Sufficient for general research work. Sufficient for a designer.

Xie Junping watched with interest and squeezed over to see if he could show off any more airs.

Ronan stopped squeezing with him and moved to the opposite side of the table, which was the most open space. There were no wall-mounted facilities here, but if you looked carefully, you could see a circle of irregular and long lines, roughly enclosing an area of ​​about one square meter.

He stretched out his hand to touch it and exerted a little force from left to right. The inner wall of the bark in this area turned out like an unfolded scroll, opening to both sides.

The next moment, skylight shines in.

The change in light made Xie Junping on the other side turn back suddenly. In fact, after spending more than half an hour in the laboratory and the tree hole hut, it was already around 6:30, the night in Xia City had fallen, and the outside sky was quite dim.

In the dark wetland jungle, the "gear" hundreds of meters away only showed a vague outline and could not be seen clearly with the naked eye.

But for some reason, Ronan felt very much at this moment.

Maybe it's because we are on the "Observation Deck"? The information given by the designer of "Gear" has been completely clear.

Next to him, Xie Junping burst out laughing: "Signal, there's a signal!"

Ronan ignored it and continued to look at the "gears" in the distance through this observation window. The blurry scenery with the naked eye was nothing. He still had the elevation and floor plan of the building in his mind, including his earlier intuition of a corner of the building.

impression.

When all the elements came together, Ronan suddenly felt that the buildings in the distance seemed to be the civilization of the previous generation that had been washed away by time. In the confrontation with the power of nature, only the rusted shells were left, heavy and vicissitudes of life.

Every corner of the building is full of traces of the unruly industrial order, which is incompatible with the vast natural environment, but in this boundless darkness, a compromise is finally achieved.

The sudden feeling made Ronan open his notebook at once and use a fluorescent pen to draw lines to capture the intuitive impression that hit him.

After Xie Junping cheered, he looked back and saw Ronan's actions, and was furious for a moment.

Does this guy really have a drawing habit?

But in the blink of an eye, I feel relieved. A person like this who is obsessed with a certain hobby should not be a ruthless guy.

Xie Junping walked back softly and looked around. He saw simple and even crude lines on the paper. If he had not known the object of description in advance, he would never have connected the sketch written by Ronan with the jungle and architecture in front of him.

Together. However, after clarifying the direction of the sketch, I unexpectedly found it quite interesting, especially the structure that seemed to be twisted in the water waves, which seemed to show some kind of invisible power.

Okay, instead of calling it Picasso, can it be called Van Gogh?

Ronan was always quick at sketching. He quickly closed the notebook and sighed with satisfaction.

By this point, Ronan had become more interested in architecture everywhere, and couldn't help but ask: "Who is the designer here?"

Xie Junping shrugged: "Then you have troubled me. This building has a history of at least twenty years. When it was built, I was still a little baby and you were not born at all. But... haha, yes

It’s easy to say anything about signals, Zhi Nao must have relevant basic information.”

Xie Junping's previous experience of complaining that the sky was not responding and that the earth was not working clearly made Xie Junping miserable. Gritting his teeth, he went online and asked the student union for a temporary authorization. From this moment on, he had another idea about that damn laboratory.

He has absolute power over life and death.

"Sooner or later, I'm going to stuff Yan Hong's old thing in there and let him taste it, no matter which gutter he hides in..."

During the time of hard work, Xie Junping finally restarted various system modules that he had experimented with, searched for relevant information, and found the original design drawings stored in the electronic file, including the designer's signature.

He used the powerful function of the bracelet to create an AR effect, making images appear out of thin air:

"Independent designer: Bu Qingwen. Wow, look at this signature, it seems to be a woman's, the handwriting is very beautiful!"

The exquisite and comfortable design of the rest room on the first floor seems to confirm this.

Xie Junping was slightly excited, but received no response from Ronan. He turned around and saw Ronan staring at the designer's name and handwritten signature displayed on the light screen, motionless.

His breath seemed to be completely frozen together with the surrounding air.

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