Chapter 201 Plan, Out of Control

The suggestion for studying magic was first proposed by Wang Ming. On the third day of his becoming a spellcaster, Zhao Zhenxue still remembered that night when he was still cooking in the kitchen, and he suddenly appeared in his home, just like Ivan before. Although she had seen many such scenes, she was still very surprised at that time: "Has he given you magic?"

Wang Ming did not answer her question, but said inexplicably: "If you need to do something, then as soon as possible. If it is too late, it will probably be too late."

"What's too late?" The range hood was too loud, and Zhao Zhenxue didn't hear it very clearly. She didn't react for a while, so she turned off the switch and asked.

"Do you know the Opium War?" Wang Ming suddenly said.

"I know? What's wrong?" This history should be a period that every Chinese impressed. This is the first scar that China has endured as a backward civilization.

"It's right in front of you," Wang Ming said something unaware of the so-called, and then began to say something to himself, "It may be a good thing, but it's not clear... No, I can't believe him completely, we must have something in our hands."

"What do you want to say?" Zhao Zhenxue looked at him with some concern. Wang Ming's current state was the same as before he joined the consciousness network, which made her feel unconsciously panicked.

“I have a plan!”

...

More than two hundred years ago, the Qing Dynasty in China first came into contact with the powerful ships and cannons from the West. At that time, in the minds of Qing government officials, Westerners were just a group of barbarians and clowns. Not to mention before the war, even after the war, thousands of years of feudal inertial thinking did not alert them. They still stubbornly maintained a simple and ridiculous way of thinking, trying to use black dog blood to break foreign spearmen, ban the tea trade and make the other party sick...

This is not ridiculous, really, not at all. By our current standards, people at that time were pedantic, but at that time, they thought they had upheld the truth and the thoughts in their brains that had existed for thousands of years, those thoughts they thought were absolutely correct.

Thoughts can be the sharpest sword or the most stubborn evil. Although modern civilization has been so prosperous and the scientific spirit has become recognized, this kind of thought has not been completely eliminated. It still exists in the minds of most people. People are always willing to believe that their spirit is standing on an absolutely solid floor, although sometimes the ground has begun to shake.

Zhao Zhenxue felt that magic should not exist. Yes, even if she had seen its existence, it was the most clumsy thing about covering her ears. Was she stupid? Maybe, but Wang Ming believed that it was largely because she could not tolerate the collapse of the world in her heart. Even if she was as smart as Einstein, she roared: "God can't roll dice", but reality is reality, and quantum mechanics was finally recognized.

This is a real world, and magic has now become part of this world, and it is now being held in the hands of a stranger. Wang Ming tried to approach and understand him, but could not guess his intentions. What should he do as a rational person?

Learn from the barbarians’ skills to control the barbarians!

There is nothing new under the sun, and history has long given the answer.

In fact, before coming to Zhao Zhenxue, Wang Ming had already done some simple experiments, such as testing the scope and intensity of magic, but these experiments were just preliminary statistics and did not involve deep principles and details. It was like when I got a mobile phone, Wang Ming was just figuring out how to use it. Not to mention its principles, even the internal details and structure were not known.

Mathematics, physics, and magic may have dealt with two subjects, but he didn't know anything about it, but there was no shortage of such people in this world, so he found Zhao Zhenxue.

Wang Ming's plan is very simple. He set up a special research institution to study the details and principles of magic. The ultimate goal is to be able to artificially create magic. Even if he cannot do this, at least he must be able to find some details that can prevent magic through these studies. In short, some valuable things must be obtained. The earth cannot be unarmed, or in other words, China cannot be unarmed.

This plan is actually not difficult. The most important point is that the core talents must be academically outstanding, but also need to be low-key and cannot publicly disclose the research results. The first thing Zhao Zhenxue thought of at that time was the national scientific research agency, and this suggestion was also supported by Wang Ming.

During this period, Zhao Zhenxue has been in charge of contacting this matter. Through her father's relationship with the head of the working group, she also met with some researchers from the Institute of Science and Technology Research Institute of Mathematics and the Institute of Physics. When talking about her own ideas, these researchers expressed some interest, but once they were invited to join the project, they shook their heads and said nothing.

From their eyes, Zhao Zhenxue sadly knew that they did not believe in this thing. Although Zhao Zhenxue had made it clear that she would provide sufficient project funds, no one was really willing to waste their lives on this project.

Studying magic? This sounds ridiculous. If it weren't for Zhao Zhenxue's relationship, I'm afraid these people wouldn't even meet Zhao Zhenxue.

In fact, it is not impossible to really let these people cooperate. After all, not every researcher is so clean. Zhao Zhenxue believes that as long as she can offer a reasonable price, they will not mind doing these "private work". Even if the price is high, there may be many university professors or other units rushing to do it. However, today they can give up the principle for money. If the results are really made in the future, if such people master the magic...

Of course, Zhao Zhenxue can also use a positive method to reflect the situation to the superior through the working relationship between his father or Wang Ming, and then the state approves the project and then arrange personnel to conduct research. This method is very safe, but the disadvantages are also obvious - it is too slow! Even if the entire process goes smoothly, it is not enough to think about it for less than a year or two. If you want to be quicker, you may only have to pass higher-level leaders. To convince leaders of this level, you will undoubtedly have to expose the existence of magic, consciousness network, and even Ivan's existence... This may be a more dangerous road!

The plan was at a deadlock for a time.

...

After the meeting, Wang Ming immediately found Zhao Zhenxue. The latter was in front of the computer, focusing on his email address and reading the emails inside. The plan was not going well. Chen Lei had already prepared all the money, but it was still an unknown number when she could start.

Zhao Zhenxue has recently begun to turn her attention overseas. She has just contacted a famous university in the United States. The other party seems to have a certain interest in her "project scale". She is arranging a professor to contact her. She probably will have a response in the past two days. At the same time, there are also many unknown graduate students in mathematics majors at home and abroad, and even doctoral students sent an email to contact her. Although Zhao Zhenxue knew that most of them were coming for her own money, she still had to test and respond one by one. Maybe one of them really believes that magic exists?

She has been looking for it, but so far, she has found nothing, and most people have never responded after she sent the project fund management plan.

This plan was done by Chen Lei, who is the supervisor of the project. In the plan, all funds cannot be used in the slightest amount of money before the project is announced. During this period, the researcher can only get his own basic salary, and any equipment and items he needs will be purchased by the supervisor, that is, Chen Lei. The project time is three years. If there is no result within three years, the researcher will get nothing except salary. However, if there are breakthrough progress agreed in the regulations, such as being able to create magic by hand, or even using simple and effective methods to prevent it... Then the researcher will receive a sky-high reward.

In other words, if the researcher himself does not believe in magic and just wants to spend some research funds, then he will have no reason to come in - that salary is only equivalent to the income of an ordinary urban white-collar worker, and it is very likely that after three years of maturity, he will get nothing, which is simply a waste of life.

Of course, it is not a person who is qualified to come in and waste his life. Before the researchers enter, they will be asked to make an exam paper - the contents of it were all from Zhao Zhenxue who came from the two institutes of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. According to the director of the Institute of Mathematics at that time, those who can pass these two test papers will definitely have a certain professional foundation.

So far, Zhao Zhenxue has not been found. Even if one person passes the test paper, most of the people who come here will directly take out the flight ticket when they see the test paper. After Zhao Zhenxue reimburses, they will go back one after another.

"How is the plan going?" Wang Ming appeared behind Zhao Zhenxue, looked at the emails on the screen, and asked directly.

"No progress" Zhao Zhenxue shook her head, "People who are capable don't want to come, and those who are willing to come are not capable. If they can't demonstrate magic in person in front of them, I think it's difficult for this work to continue."

"Seeing it is true..." Wang Ming nodded, "I was going to go with you to convince them, even if they were discovered, oh, it doesn't matter anymore. In fact, we have been discovered long ago. However, this matter has ended for the time being. Ivan has agreed to my proposal, and he is also preparing to conduct magic research, and the specific process is still under my responsibility."

Zhao Zhenxue was a little unbelievable surprise: "Since they all discovered us, why did you still let you..."

"Maybe this is his pride. He feels that our research will not have any results, at least, it will not produce results that can threaten him, or that all the results will only be in his favor unilaterally. He feels that this is a dead end, and when we get to the end, it will be when we are finally desperate." Wang Ming said in a low voice.

Zhao Zhenxue asked worriedly: "Will this happen?"

Wang Ming showed a helpless smile: "How do I know, but this road is always a walk, and I believe that there is nothing in this world that cannot be explained, as long as it exists."

However, Zhao Zhenxue suddenly remembered the words he left to himself when he broke up with Ivan: "... On this issue, we chose two opposite paths. Although we don't know whether it is right or wrong, there is always one that is closer to the truth."

Will he be wrong? Am I really right? If the final outcome is just a mistake, then... how should I face myself?

This was a problem that Ivan faced philosophy not long ago. Now, this problem is also lingering in Zhao Zhenxue's heart. This is the devil that everyone will face in their hearts. Zhao Zhenxue suddenly seemed to be able to understand what Ivan's so-called approach to the truth was, how much pain and confusion is contained in it, and even the despair of facing failure, but he calmly called this process a good thing.

What kind of truth is worth paying such a price?

...

“Woo…”

“Woo…”

The vibration of the cell phone disrupted Lin Quan's sleep. He tried to open his eyes to get the cell phone, but his eyelids seemed to be sewn on it and could not move. So he reached out to fumble on the bed, touched for a few times, but still found nothing.

Lin Quan tried to ignore the sound, but the owner who called the phone was obviously more tenacious than she thought. Finally, his disgust for the vibration sound overwhelmed Lin Quan's attachment to the bed. He followed the rhythm of vibration and silently counted three numbers "1, 2, 3". A carp thrust, lifted the quilt and got up.

In Ningzhou in November, there was already a strong sense of autumn. When he first touched the cold air, he suddenly had a cold war and dispelled his sleep. Lin Quan looked at the place where he put his phone last night. The charging cable for the phone was still there, but the phone disappeared. He looked under the bed. Sure enough, he slept under the bed again.

Just as Lin Quan was trying to move the bed to get his phone, he glanced at the blue light flashing on his left wrist. Yesterday afternoon, the memories of the evening reminded him of magic!

He tried to press the wrist and felt a clear consciousness in his mind: the space gate, the hand of space, the eye of space, consciousness detection, consciousness network***, consciousness communicator positioning.

If he understood and remembered correctly, it seems that the second one should be used now. When he thought so, new prompts, targets, and destinations soon appeared.

He glanced at his cell phone, then at his hands to confirm.

The next moment, the phone that was still vibrating was already lying quietly in his hands. He looked at the phone for a while and suddenly realized that he needed to answer the phone.

"Lin Quan? Why don't you answer the phone? I heard you lost your job?" This was Liu Yan's voice, which seemed to be gloating.

"What are you happy about if I lost my job?"

"Good? Do I have it?" Liu Yan pretended to be deaf and dumb, but soon she revealed her purpose, "Then you must be very idle now, please accompany me to go shopping."

"I'm not available," said Lin Quan, "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, I'm looking for another job."

"No, there are people who want it if you are like you?" Liu Yan still didn't believe it, "What job?"

"Well, it seems to be a kind of..." Lin Quan nodded a few times, worried about the wording, "It's similar to the job of a supervisor."

"Supervisor?" Liu Yan was surprised, "Is it the kind on the construction site? Who introduced it to you?"

"It's Ivan."

"Ha, I know, he dares to ask you." Liu Yan's laughter became even more unscrupulous, "But today is the weekend. Why? Do you have to go to work on your work weekend?"

Lin Quan scratched his head, as if neither Yifan nor Zhao Liang had ever told him about working hours. Well, if you think about it carefully, you didn't even mention the treatment. You just gave yourself a card and said that you would pay him the salary at the end of the month.

"I just started work and I didn't have to rest." Lin Quan responded casually.

"Ivan, that capitalist," Liu Yan gritted her teeth, "By the way, where are you now?"

"Yeah, at home...".

"Then go downstairs soon. I'm at the school gate and found a new job. It's not too much to treat me to a meal."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Quan was already completely sleepy, but he still felt a little heavy, so he looked at the phone time - Damn, it was only less than 11 o'clock, and he had only slept for more than two hours.

Ten minutes later, at the entrance of Ningzhou University.

After going to college, Liu Yan seemed to have become, well, more intellectual. I remember that she was still very popular at work. Now she has put on glasses, her hands are hanging on her chest, holding a few textbooks in her hands, and she looks quite like a good girl. Lin Quan waved in front of her and she turned her head and asked innocently: "Are you?"

"Silly?" Lin Quan said, "Don't you want to have a meal? You won't have a class." Lin Quan remembers that his college class was over at 11 o'clock, so she didn't skip class to eat.

"You have recognized the wrong person," the girl looked confused, "Are you looking for Liu Yan? People often recognize my sister's mistake?"

"Really or false?" Lin Quan was a little unpredictable and asked tentatively. The other party was still confused and picked up the phone, which was exactly the same as Liu Yan. "How about I call you and ask."

The girl tilted her head and answered. After a while, Lin Quan found that his cell phone had ringed. He took the phone, but heard Liu Yan's voice on the phone, and said in an innocent voice in front of him: "Hey, hello, are you my sister Liu Yan?"

"..." Lin Quan's face was covered in darkness.

"How is it?" Liu Yan smiled proudly, pushing him away behind Lin Quan, "My acting skills are first-class."

"First-class," Lin Quan nodded, "Why don't you learn performance? It's a waste of talent."

"I don't know this," Liu Yan smiled, "You have to be able to act even more when studying law. Once you go to court, you have to do this..."

Liu Yan stood straight on the street, holding her eyes, facing Lin Quan, looking straight at the air in front of her, with a serious and solemn look on her face. At the same time, she stretched out her left hand and pointed to Lin Quan's direction, and said to the air: "Judge, given that my client has a criminal record of schizophrenia..."

While Liu Yan was speaking, she did not forget to pay attention to Lin Quan's actions so that she could escape his possible "stop action" at any time. But something strange was that Lin Quan's eyes suddenly seemed to be stupid, staring straight at Liu Yan. Somehow, Liu Yan suddenly felt that Lin Quan in front of her became unfamiliar. She felt that this look made her creepy.

"Stop pretending." Liu Yan pretended not to care and reached out to push Lin Quan, but Lin Quan pulled his hand over. Liu Yan suddenly felt a little unstable in the center of gravity, and her body instinctively leaned towards Lin Quan, and said in her mouth: "It's really schizophrenia... Woo..."

The strange masculine aura suddenly occupied Liu Yan's entire life. Her eyes widened in disbelief, and her whole body was instantly disarmed and lost control.

It was not until Lin Quan left her lips that she understood what Lin Quan did to her. She covered her lips and felt emotional in her heart. She didn't know whether she should be happy or angry now. Finally, she kicked Lin Quan hard on the leg and turned around and ran away without looking back.

Lin Quan didn't feel the pain in his legs at all. He was still carefully recalling the details just now. At that moment, he lost control!
To be continued...