Chapter 52
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Luo Nan could see quite clearly due to the senses of the heavily chained crow: "It's an animal from the swamp. It seems to be a muskrat … … Are there any other entrances and exits besides the path we took to enter?"
Muskrats were a relatively common animal in the wetlands of Acumen College. Adult muskrats were thirty to forty centimeters long, and their tails were twenty to thirty centimeters long. The one that just flashed past was much smaller. It seemed to be underage, but its movements were quite nimble.
Xie Junping grimaced in pain: "This place hasn't been idle for a year or two. I'm afraid it's long since become a bird's nest or something. Be careful not to step on bird shit … …"
He spat out the last word halfway before he forcefully swallowed it back down.
The illumination beam just so happened to cut into a spacious area. One could see that the ring-shaped chair made the most use of the space. There were two stools placed casually. There were wall lamps embedded in the walls of the tree hole. There were also a few exquisite wall hanging bookshelves and decorations. One could tell with a glance that this was a resting room.
How big could a tree hole be? The usable area before their eyes definitely didn't exceed three square meters. It really couldn't even fit a bed. But the exquisite layout made the most use of the characteristics of the ring-shaped space in the tree hole. It gave off a rather relaxed and leisurely feeling.
Xie Junping immediately forgot his previous words and clicked his tongue: "You know how to enjoy yourself. Amazing."
"There's another floor above." Luo Nan pointed at the stone steps that continued to extend upwards and continued to walk.
"Why do I feel like this project isn't the least bit inferior to Gear? Especially after so many years. They're actually able to keep this a secret. Their mouths are too tight. "Xie Junping followed Luo Nan as he climbed up. He had the tendency of turning from a hater to a fan.
The two arrived at the upper floor as they spoke, which was also the top floor of the small tree hole. The layout here was a bit simpler. It even looked a bit spacious at first glance. There was only a table embedded in the wall of the tree hole. In front of it was a low stool modified from an irregular protrusion of a withered tree.
The table was very clean. There was only a round tray placed on it. Xie Junping recognized it as the base of an old projector photo album. The projector probably ran out of power and went out. But as long as it was charged, it should be a very direct clue.
Luo Nan was paying attention to the various areas within the tree hole.
He fumbled around and pulled out a lot of brackets, braces, and other strange things, most of which were set up around the table. From their positions, it was obvious that this was a workshop. As long as the corresponding equipment was installed, it could handle ordinary research work. It was enough for a designer.
Xie Junping watched from the side with interest. He also squeezed over to see if he could pull out any more airs.
Luo Nan didn't squeeze with him. He moved to the opposite side of the table, to the most spacious area. There weren't any wall installations here, but if one looked carefully, there was a circle of irregular and narrow veined patterns. It roughly circled an area of about a square meter.
He reached out and touched it, exerting a bit of force from the left and right. The inner wall of the bark in this area was like an unfolded scroll, flipping open to both sides.
The next moment, sunlight shone in.
The change in the light made Xie Junping, who was on the other side, suddenly turn his head. In reality, he had been tossing and turning in the laboratory and the tree hollow cabin for more than half an hour. It was already around 6: 30. Night had already descended in Xia City, and the sky outside was rather dusky.
Within the gloomy wetland jungle, several hundred meters away, only a vague silhouette could be seen. It was impossible to see clearly with the naked eye.
But Luo Nan didn't know why, but he had a very good feeling at this moment.
Perhaps it was because he was on the Observation Platform? The information given by the designer of Gear was already thoroughly clear.
Xie Junping suddenly laughed out loud to the side: "Signal! There's a signal!"
Luo Nan didn't pay attention to him. He continued to survey the distant Gear through the observation window. The blurry scenery with the naked eye didn't count for much. His mind still contained the elevation and floor plan of the building, as well as the intuitive impression he had of a corner of the building.
When all the elements converged together, Luo Nan suddenly felt that the distant building was like a civilization of the previous generation that had been washed away by time. Only a rusted outer shell was left behind in its confrontation with the mighty forces of nature, heavy and ancient.
Traces of an unruly industrial order could be seen on every corner of the building. It was incompatible with the hazy natural environment, but a compromise was finally achieved within this boundless darkness.
This sudden feeling made Luo Nan open his notebook in an instant. He used a fluorescent pen to draw lines, capturing the intuitive impression that assaulted his face.
After Xie Junping cheered, he turned his head to see Luo Nan's actions.
So this person really did have a drawing fetish?
But he felt a bit relieved in the blink of an eye. A person who was obsessed with a certain hobby like this shouldn't be a cold-hearted fellow.
Xie Junping walked back with light hands and feet. He stuck his head out to take a look and saw that the surface of the paper was filled with simple and crude lines. If he didn't know the subject of the depiction beforehand, he absolutely wouldn't have connected Luo Nan's sketch with the jungle and the building before his eyes. But when the direction of the sketch became clear, he unexpectedly felt that it was quite interesting. Especially the structure that seemed to distort within the waves of water. It seemed to manifest some sort of incorporeal power.
All right, let's not call it Picasso. How about Van Gogh?
Luo Nan's sketch was drawn with a quick hand. He quickly closed his notebook and sighed in satisfaction.
Luo Nan already had an even stronger interest in this building. He couldn't help but ask: "Who's the designer of this place?"
Xie Junping shrugged: "Then you've stumped me. This building has at least twenty years of history. I was still a little baby when it was built. You weren't even born yet. However … … Haha, everything is fine as long as there's a signal. The AI will certainly have the relevant basic information. "
Xie Junping's previous experience of crying out for help had clearly suffocated him badly. He gnashed his teeth as he connected to the internet and asked for temporary authorization from the Student Council. From this moment on, he held absolute power over this damned laboratory.
"Sooner or later, I'll stuff that old bastard Yan Hong in there. I'll let him have a good taste. It doesn't matter which gutter he hides in … …"
Xie Junping finally restarted the various system modules he had experimented with during this time. He searched for relevant information and found the original design that had been stored in an electronic file, including the designer's signature.
He used the powerful function of his wristband to create an AR effect, causing an image to appear out of thin air:
"Independent Designer: Bo Qingwen. Wow, look at this signature. It seems to be a woman. The handwriting is very beautiful! " Xie Junping turned his head to size up the furnishings in the treehouse. He didn't see any particularly obvious female style. But the exquisite and comfortable design of the resting room on the next floor seemed to be able to verify this.
Xie Junping became a bit excited, but he didn't receive a response from Luo Nan. He turned his head to look, but he saw Luo Nan staring at the designer's name displayed on the holographic screen, as well as the handwritten signature. Luo Nan didn't move an inch.
Luo Nan's breathing seemed to be completely frozen along with the surrounding air.
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