Su Wen just smiled slightly and said in a magnetic gentleman's tone:
"Goodnight, Crossan."
Immediately afterwards, the doctor did not wait for any response.
The handsome scholar chose the most direct method,
That is:
Disconnect the Internet!
Arc flashes accompanied by snapping flashes.
The sight of the institute instantly changed into a clear and transparent scene in front of Croshan's eyes, as if the virtual video call just now was a dream she had.
She waved her fist angrily, but couldn't help but yawn lazily.
"Mr. Rhine, thank you for being so bold.
never mind,
go to sleep."
Su Wen also quit the virtual reality game experience and suspended future games.
Since he had made a promise to Jiang Menghan, he couldn't stay up too late.
Although the time now has passed the zero point, it is still early enough for him who once forgot to eat and sleep.
Su Wen lay on the bed, still analyzing what he should do next:
“I started this game very early, and I still have more than a month or two months left.
This time, let’s use reality to reflect the future and experience it slowly.”
When I wake up tomorrow morning,
Su Wen decided that he would collect more intelligence during the morning.
At least,
He wanted to compare what he saw in the game to find out more information about Laurenzril, Antonio United, Twilight Constellation, genetic modification, etc.
at the same time,
It is also time to prepare the [Pacific Deep Sea Heritage Barrier Act] plan that Dr. Jiang Xiuyuan is preparing to submit to the United Nations Astronomical Society.
If prepared properly,
Just this incident may become an important node that changes the intersection of time in the future.
Time passed quietly like this.
Observations belonging to the future were temporarily suspended by him.
But time in the real world does not stand still.
Early morning in Jiangnan Old Town,
As the Spring Festival gradually begins, the atmosphere of late winter becomes more intense.
On the horizon, a faint morning light bloomed quietly, softly shining on the ancient bluestone road, reflecting a slight luster.
The ancient houses on both sides of the streets in the old city of Binhai City, with their red walls and black tiles, look particularly simple and solemn in the morning light.
There is a faint smell of cooking smoke in the air, as every household is preparing New Year's breakfast.
Even in the distance, a few melodious bells could be heard from time to time.
It comes from the ancient temple and echoes in the morning air, giving people a peaceful and solemn feeling.
And Su Wen was quietly awakened by the sound of bells.
He rubbed his head and said to himself:
"It's because of the return of Carrington's electromagnetic storm,
To appease the deceased,
Has Lingdu Temple just restarted the morning bell?"
The handsome scholar remembered that the last time he heard such a distant bell was when Hurricane Ivanni arrived.
He looked out the window into the distance,
But you can only see the ancient houses on both sides of the river in the old city.
There is even a soft and diffuse mist sitting on the river. It mixes with the morning light and is like a veil, covering the water in a hazy state.
Occasionally, a few early birds chirped happily on the branches, breaking the silence of the morning.
"I didn't expect that I woke up after seven o'clock."
Su Wen even had the idea of falling down and sleeping for a while.
He subconsciously opened the phone next to his pillow.
But Jiang Menghan had already sent him a message saying that he would come to him at eight o'clock with breakfast bought on the roadside.
There isn't much time left.
Then forget it,
You can't let the iceberg girl wake you up every time.
Although her movements were particularly gentle, Su Wen always felt that he would become a useless person in the long run.
Although his original ideal was not far from this.
Since being promoted to Silver, he feels that seven hours of sleep a day is enough.
in other words,
As a third-level transcendent, Luoshan was able to endure such a feat, and Su Wen really admired her.
Because of the extraordinary physique,
Su Wen didn’t wear too much clothes inside the house.
He just wore a single coat, heated up a glass of milk and sat in front of the TV.
Do not know why,
He felt like he hadn't watched TV for a long time.
For ordinary families, the living room with a TV can serve as an active spot to gather a warm family atmosphere.
But Su Wen has almost never experienced this feeling.
perhaps,
He might be more accustomed to loneliness than to excitement and warmth.
Su Wen does not hate loneliness.
on the contrary,
He still remembered a certain sentence about Marquez's "One Hundred Years of Solitude" that he had read late at night by the window under the light:
"What really matters in life is not what happens to you.
It’s about what things you remember and how you remember them.
(What really matters in life is not what happens to you, but what you remember and how you remember it.)”
He silently recited this piece of advice that was like a verse,
He also slowly leaned on the sofa and turned on the TV.
The morning news from Binhai City TV station is playing on the screen:
That was a reporter without any extraordinary pedigree. She was standing next to some ruins that were not protected by the Astra barrier:
[I am now in the center of Binhai City.
As many people have read online, Binhai City has indeed been affected by the Carrington electromagnetic storm from the sun recently.
Fortunately, due to the timely activation of the advanced electromagnetic barrier system of our Deep Sea Research Institute, the city's power system and communication network were not significantly damaged.
But what I am showing you now is another real scene.
That is,
Assuming there is no barrier protection, what a terrible crisis we will suffer...
Su Wen had expectations for this result.
But he didn't know that the Night Watchman dared to make such a thing public:
"Are you building momentum?"
"Maybe my father has finally made up his mind."
The sweet and moving voice of the iceberg girl immediately sounded,
Along with the half-open wooden door in the main hall of the living room gently swayed and made a subtle creaking sound,
behind the door,
An extremely beautiful girl also appeared quietly.
She was wearing a simple yet elegant white dress, the hem of which shone hazy in the morning light, like an independent fairy.
The iceberg girl's eyes are as bright as stars, revealing a cold and deep beauty.
Her long black hair falls down like a waterfall, fluttering gently in the wind.
In just a moment, Su Wen's attention shifted from the screen to her.
perhaps,
From now on,
There may be another reason why he didn't watch TV often before.
Iceberg Girl has the key to Su Wen's courtyard door, so he doesn't even need his help to open the door. After all, he was actually still asleep most of the time.
And Jiang Menghan didn't want to disturb him, so it turned out like this.
She gently placed the morning tea she bought on the coffee table, then looked at Su Wen and said seriously:
"Mr. Su, are you worried?"
"It's not a worry, but I didn't expect that I couldn't hide this from you."
Su Wen smiled gently,
"only,
I’m just a little worried about my upcoming trip to Lorenzril.”
"Can you tell me something?"
In order to prevent space-time ripples from affecting the future.
Even though Su Wen knew that the girl knew his identity as 'Rhine', he calmly did not talk about it too much.
He just asked a question gently:
"Ms. Jiang,
What do you think of the concept of genetic ascension?"