"Why, what secret is so dangerous, no one even knows the entire Institute of Spiritual Research?" Fang Yuhao said curiously.

"I don't know what's specific... Some people from the older generation of Wutong Society have passed away, and they have brought the secrets into the coffin, and the rest have kept the secrets tightly and are unwilling to let go. You know, these college students from decades ago are all well-known figures, and the institute is not a special agency, so it is impossible to use forced methods."

Fang Yuhao tilted his head and randomly guessed: "...is it the 1999 confidentiality agreement?"

"How is that possible?" Shi Dapeng widened his eyes.

"Brother, that's a joke that deceives the post-00s... If everyone on the Internet is rumoring, what's the secret?!"

Fang Yuhao was suddenly speechless.

Shi Dapeng shook his head and said, "And the sixth sense state is very energy-consuming. It is like running a thousand meters, and it cannot move significantly. How easy is it for us, a dozen talented people, to run over more than 9 million square kilometers of land across the country?"

"When you chat with people, you can sense the ideal world in the human mind. You are really a talent, which is much more efficient than running out to search!"

Fang Yuhao thought to himself: "It's a big loss. The request I made at that time was low... If I had known that I was a talent that he was in urgent need, I would have lost 100 million!"

He felt that Shi Dapeng was a big mouth and might reveal more information, and tried to ask: "So, what is the research on the ideal world in our country? Do you know the specific situation?"

This problem seemed to be as slutty as Shi Dapeng's itchy place. He sat on the sofa and took a sip of water: "There is a good progress in the sixth sense. In recent years, scientists in our country have developed brain wave interferometers that can allow ordinary people to enter a state of Qingming dream."

"This is the only result."

"Of course, the state of Qingming Dream is a little different from our sixth sense state. It may be because of insufficient soul strength. They are very tired to maintain this state and often only last for seven days."

Fang Yuhao's ears stood up.

"However, this instrument is too large and too sophisticated, and cannot be widely popularized on a large scale. It can only be used in fixed places, that is, in research institutes."

"So, we still need special talents like us to find the ideal world hidden in the real world. Then we will move the carrier of the ideal world into the research institute...those things are our main research objects."

"What a pity..." Shi Dapeng looked like he was eager to speak but stopped.

"What a pity?"

"Because of that large-scale destruction, the institute has been unable to find a larger idealistic world. There are several super-small worlds, but medium or large ones can never be found..."

"So that's how it is." Fang Yuhao nodded. There was a large world in his head, but because the level was too high, he didn't dare to go in.

"So, our main understanding of the idealistic world is still based on the research records of Professor Yu Hua and his predecessors during the founding of the People's Republic of China... Fortunately, there are still some written records left."

Seeing Fang Yuhao's focus on his face, Shi Dapeng didn't keep it in a slight way: "But these written records are also code words and it's difficult to decipher. You know, there were revolutions at that time, destroying the four evils. If some things were too obvious, they would probably be directly on big-character posters and were criticized and criticized. Therefore, many things were just passed on by word of mouth."

After hearing this, he had a basic concept in his mind.

The exploration of the first generation of idealistic world was probably in the 1950s and 1970s, with Professor Yu Hua as the core.

A folk interest organization.

The ending is unknown, and the famous Professor Yu Hua seems to have died in the end.

The second generation of exploration, the same non-governmental organization, was launched in the 1990s, and most of them were killed or injured.

It is now the third generation, and it has been transformed from the private sector to the official market.

But technology is improving, but its level is declining.

"As a result, even the entrance to the ideal world cannot be found. Most of the previous research results were destroyed by predecessors."

"Do you want to start over?"

"This is so terrible!"

Fang Yuhao made a rough assessment of the danger level of the ideal world.

If it weren't for that kind of... the danger was extremely dangerous and might even affect reality. Who would be willing to destroy the fruits of their labor?

But, what is that secret?

He was curiously dying, like a kitten tickling in his heart.

"That time in the 1990s, what happened..." Fang Yuhao asked again.

Shi Dapeng sighed: "In the 1990s, Wutong Society organized a large-scale exploration activity. At that time, there was no brain wave interferometer, so we had to choose a one-in-one-tenth of thousands of people and rely on our own talent to enter the ideal world.

"Twenty well-trained masters, including some of the first generation survivors, entered a large idealistic world and... were directly lost to half!"

"This kind of loss is really too heavy. Wutong will start to destroy secrets on a large scale."

"It was not until in recent years that the institute finally used technological means to develop a brain-wave interferometer, which allowed ordinary soldiers to enter the ideal world, and started exploring again. Ordinary people have much more talented people... and they have also been much more careful in exploring."

"Anyway, I can't find the ideal world, and I can't die if I hang up for a long time..."

Speaking of this, Shi Dapeng seemed to have thought of something, and was a little sad.

"... And Professor Yu Hua's notes have too many marks created by himself, so many things cannot be parsed out, otherwise we would not have had such difficulty."

"How many idealistic worlds have we discovered?" Fang Yuhao asked again.

"Since there are records, there are fifty or sixty, big and small... I don't know the specific number, I just heard of it." Shi Dapeng grabbed his head. He seemed to think of something else, and his face was slightly rosy: "The institute has discovered about a dozen idealistic worlds, all of which are super small and have no great value."

"What you found should be super small, but unfortunately..."

Fang Yuhao also scratched his head and ears, and the more he asked, the more questions he asked: "Have you ever been in? It's... the ideal world, do you know what's going on inside?"

"No, that's why I came to you!"

Shi Dapeng shook his head in annoyance: "I'm not lucky. I've never discovered the ideal world independently, nor have the authority to enter. Brother, I have a suggestion... You have discovered an ideal world independently. Although it's super small, it's pretty good. At that time, can I get a place to enter?"
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