"Then please! Mr. Bakir!"

I quickly thanked Kong Yi...Bakir, expressing his gratitude for his kindness. Although this middle-aged man lives a relatively lack of status, his professional level should still be guaranteed. By the way, he seems to say that he is a professor from a university in secret?

"Haha, you're welcome! It's the greatest help to me that you can find a breakthrough in the topic from you!"

Bakil had a glass of wine happily, and his expression on his face swept away his previous depression and unsuccessfulness.

"By the way, Mr. Bakir, what are you studying now? Are there so many plants in this town that can be studied?"

I couldn't help but ask. According to the truth, there is no scientific research force in this remote area. The closed ecology on the island is even less likely to have a complex and unique ecosystem, right? At least it is necessary for an island as big as Australia to have different types that are very different from other regions.

"My current project is actually studying the special herbs on the island." Bakir said with his head down, "Those herbs are varieties that have never been seen in the outside world. I heard that they have medicinal value, so I came to study them."

Herbs? Is it the kind of thing that Dr. Dote collected a lot of money and was constantly placing unknown poisons?

Tsk, if Doctor Dot's previous practices, the best result is probably to develop this kind of anesthetic with effect, and the weakness will be vegetative on the spot. This plant also has the value of research?

But after I finished my opinion, Bakir said happily: "Marcus, you know this plant too! I didn't expect that the method of making medicinal materials would be provided to Dortmund!"

"Well? Sir, do you know this too?"

"Of course! The reason why I came here was thanks to the letter written by Doctor Dort's tutor. He told me that a student had found a special plant on the island. It was probably because I had been looking for something for many years that I had brought my family here!" Bakir said to me with a smile. When talking about academic things, the man's expression was contrary to his usual dullness and seemed particularly active.

Doctor Dortmund's tutor? I remember that it seems to be a medical expert and also analyzed Mrs. Lilia's condition for Dortmund.

"Mr. Bakir, do you know the doctor's tutor, too?"

"Yes, before I entered the Mid-United University Botanical Research Institute, Dott's mentor was an industry expert. We have co-authored articles on the classification and cultivation of drugs, so the old man knows very well what I want."

Bakil said, his eyes showing nostalgia.

"What does this have to do with the plants on the island?" I asked, curious why he aimed at the place where the birds didn't poop. According to Boss Dart, if he stayed there, he would even be deducted from his pocket money by his angry wife.

This person may really have a lack of interactions with people. He thought his wife really likes shopping and spent money desperately. She obviously wanted to spend all the money and forced him to go back quickly...

"Haha, then this story is very long."

Bakil looked down at the wine glass and said slowly.

"About twenty years ago, when I just graduated from graduate school, I was doing a long and boring graduation internship. It was said that it was an internship, but it was actually observing the ecology of plants in a remote place. At that time, I was arrogant and proud to think that I was already omniscient and had no lack of existing knowledge. At most, I lacked experience in theory guiding practice."

"Unfortunately, no one pointed this out for me at that time. So when I set foot in that small plant research institute, I just wanted to complete my work as soon as possible and look for other research directions."

"In the Botanical Research Institute at that time, the last old researcher with gray hair. In my opinion, he lacked the perseverance to continue his research, and obviously did not have extraordinary talent. What he did was water the flowers in the laboratory every day, read the newspaper, and cook a bowl of paste in a beaker as food."

"What I did was to help him record the growth status of the lab plants and register the necessary data, and there was nothing left."

"This boring work lasted only about two weeks. Before leaving, the old researcher enthusiastically thanked me for my help and thanked me with an unnecessary degree. I absent-mindedly accepted the plant greeting card he made by himself, left there and returned to Mida."

After listening for a long time, I didn't understand what Bakir wanted to say, "Professor, does this story you told have anything to do with what I asked?"

"Well... no..." Bakil thought for a long time, "I just suddenly remembered it, just talk about it."

In life, we should cherish such people. Although we can't speak and lack emotional intelligence, we would rather say a bunch of meaningless words than deal with them with silence.

I can't be angry...

"Okay, it's actually not unrelated. I didn't find any major discoveries here, nor did I encounter any special events. As a young and frivolous person, I wasted twenty years and never found the research direction I wanted. Until one day when I was packing up my things, I found this gift of the past."

"When I checked, I found that the shape of this plant was very different, and it seemed to be a type of plant I had never seen before. I was so excited that I hurried to look for the internship report at that time, but found that it had disappeared long ago."

"Then I went to the school's archives management center to find the academic record of that year, which should record the internship records at that time. But strangely, the academic record of that year said that I spent that month in school and had never left the school."

"I'm even more confused. Someone had arranged everything for me internships back then, from bus tickets to accommodation, so how could there be no record?"

"When I asked the school about this, a classmate of mine who is now a colleague said that I did disappear for a while before graduation, and reappeared after two weeks, acting like dusty."

"I asked my old classmate happily, hoping that he would provide more useful information. But there was a hint of panic in the old classmate's eyes."

"He recalled that during the two weeks when I claimed to be out for internship, I did disappear. Everyone thought I was going home temporarily, so I didn't ask much. But my classmates often witnessed me in different places and on different occasions. Sometimes it was a team to make meals in the cafeteria, sometimes it was a passerby of the library bookshelf, sometimes it was an empty seat at the last class, and even roommates claimed that when I was washing clothes, I saw me sitting in my seat reading."
Chapter completed!