Chapter 1422

Many years later, looking back on that day, Professor Gilbert could not help but be fascinated.

Almost.

It's just that.

His tutor almost became Darwin in the new century, Mendel in the field of archaeology, and he almost became the apprentice of archaeologist in the new era. He and his tutor worked together to dominate the Department of Archaeology of Oxford University.

Professor Gilbert has thought about this more than once. If it wasn't for the leather shoes that flew to the platform that made the old professor vernal look too embarrassed, would history look like another

Although sometimes fist is part of academic discussion, it's unfair to let an old man fight with a young man.

Earth, North Sea Union, England, a suburb of Oxford.

Professor Gilbert, who was looking at an old mansion with a history of about eighty or ninety years, was talking about it.

"Logic, logic These fools talk about logic every day, but they don't think about their own logic! What's more, is scientific research about evidence or the shit in the heads of these guys? "

"Is science based on mainstream ideas? Is there a concept of "mainstream" in science? Jesus, this is the 22nd century. I thought I lived in the middle ages! The more you live, the more you go back! "

"Look at their refutation of my argument. I'll find one at random. Yes, this guy named Peterson, don't laugh when I read it... "

"We all have to admit that if a species wants to grow into a planetary civilization hegemon, it should at least have an average intelligence level close to that of human beings, but such intelligence has hardware requirements. I don't know what it is in other places, but its name is myelin sheath on earth. At present, cockroaches have a typical primitive nervous system, and Martians don't even know myelin sheath It should also carry its own special artifact, but the reality is obviously illogical... "

As if he was reading a joke, Professor Gilbert snorted. Although he made others laugh, he laughed first.

"Look at what he said. It seems that the universe is the back garden of his home. The rocks and specimens my tutor dug from the Olympus crater are not as good as the Dogtail grass he planted in his backyard."

"Until now, we have no idea what happened more than 3 billion years ago. Just by making reasonable inferences from a limited fossil sample, he can be sure that those Martians have exactly the same 'primitive nervous system' as the cockroaches on earth? Is it even certain that there is no better or replaceable brain nerve structure in their nervous system? Or is what this fool saw in his backyard the whole of the universe? God Is there any more idealistic and arrogant argument? When did myelin become the most perfect tissue in the universe? "

"The most ridiculous thing is that at least a species close to human intelligence level can become a planet overlord When did human beings become a unit to measure the universe We all have to admit that it's a cold joke about the mentally retarded and how they got into our campus. "

Taking a deep breath, Professor Gilbert calmed his breathing, but soon the whole man got angry again.

"To put it simply, they seem to be unable to understand human language. If your paper is different from what they think, they will insult your paper as science fiction. The most hateful thing is that when they are slapped, they will be treated as nothing happens, and they will not be responsible for it. "

"But will I take them to heart? This kind of fool is just a group of slugs without brains, not even the old repeater I still have in the storage room! They don't know science, they don't know science fiction. They have shit in their heads. Living alone is an insult to evolution! "

Standing next to Professor Gilbert, Dr. Leonard, who was in his early thirties, stared at the furious old man.

“…… Dad

"What's the matter?"

"I feel that you really care..."

Professor Gilbert said with a straight face.

"No, it's your delusion."

In a slightly more relaxed tone, the calm Professor Gilbert looked at his son and continued.

"Let's put aside Professor Peterson's paper By the way, you are a member of the Archaeology Department of Oxford University with a long history from this year on. Go and buy yourself a decent suit. Tomorrow is the first lesson in your life. Don't disgrace the Funer school. "

Hearing this sentence, Leonard's face can not help but raise a bright smile, the corner of his mouth pulled a confident arc.

"Don't worry, Dad. I'm sure I won't --"

" Besides, let's talk about the rent, "coughed, and Professor Gilbert interrupted his son's confident speech, looking to one side," you have a job now, just pay me 1000 credit points every month. "

Leonard, who used to be confident, suddenly solidified his smile there and was finally replaced by a helpless expression.“…… Sometimes I can't help wondering whether I am your son or you picked me up. "

"No doubt, you are my son, and self-reliance is our family's ancestral discipline. I hope you keep this in mind. Go ahead, don't bother me here. In our time, when I was 30, I was already a family man. You should learn to grow up. "

Professor Gilbert waved impatiently, picked up his reading glasses from the table and put them on again.

Leonard made a helpless expression and walked out of the room with his shoulders down.

……

Professor Gilbert is a complete stranger at Oxford.

One is that his teacher is Professor vernal, who was once famous for his obstinacy and was known as "Dr. cockroach", and the other is that he offended many people because he didn't know how to deal with affairs.

No matter students or colleagues, it's hard to find someone who likes this old guy.

As his son, Leonard had to admit that his father sometimes went too far and even used him as a negative textbook to remind himself.

Even so, however, he could understand why his father had become this way.

When a person is in an extreme environment, and all people in this environment are regarded as different, they either carry on the bigotry to the end, or choose to be assimilated by the environment, and there is almost no third choice.

Obviously, his father made a choice very similar to that of the people of that era. He was really proud of the identity of "Scholar", regarded his theory as a glory to defend, and from time to time, he spoke in the translation cavity, and talked about what Professor Lu said.

In today's era, there are not many such lovely old men

It's been a year since he joined the Department of Archaeology at Oxford University and became a glorious professor. The suit he bought that day is worn out, and Leonard is almost used to being a professor.

He just went to Pan Asian cooperation to attend an academic conference. Before returning home, he plans to go to Oxford University to report the progress of the conference and his work in this period.

However, just when he arrived at the school, he was stunned because of everything in front of him.

I saw a yellow cordon outside the teaching building of the Department of archaeology. Two fat policemen are standing by, communicating with the bionic police officers who have finished the investigation and reporting the situation to the headquarters.

"Hurry up to one of the policemen," Professor Leonard asked, frowning.

"What happened?"

The policeman looked impatient, scratched twice on the translucent holographic panel, and replied in a formulaic way.

"A professor died suddenly at the report meeting. According to our forensic identification, it was preliminarily determined that the cause of death was a heart attack."

There was a bad feeling in his heart. Leonard swallowed nervously and asked in a trembling voice.

"The professor's name is..."

The policeman gave him a look.

"Gilbert, do you know him?"

The heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

At the moment of hearing the name, Leonard felt a whirl in his head.

At this time, a professor in a wide gray windbreaker stepped out of the college building.

After seeing Professor Leonard standing outside the cordon, he seemed to think of something and suddenly changed his mind and went straight to this side.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Leonard Your father is a great scholar. "

Like many years of old friends, Professor Peterson involuntarily gave Professor Leonard a hug, clapped him on the shoulder after parting, and said with a sad face.

"We are all very sad that something like this happened Please forgive me. "

Leonard slowly regained his mind and looked at Professor Peterson.

Soon his pupils contracted and he recognized the face.

Ravenger Peterson!

The most faithful protecter!

In his impression, this guy has more than once contradicted his father in the report meeting, and has no demeanor of being a scholar. He always obstructs the report meeting in a kind of vexatious way. Last time, he even enraged his father to be hospitalized.

Thinking of yesterday's phone call, his father told him that there was an important report meeting today

Looking at the pile of meeting notes under Professor Peterson's elbow, he seemed to understand something for a moment.

"You guy..."

Suddenly a nameless fire came to his head, and Leonard rushed forward, shaking his fist to beat him.

But the punch didn't hit Professor Peterson. The bionic police officer standing next to him grabbed his fist quickly. The other two police officers also responded and quickly controlled him."What do you want to do? Stop it! "

"Citizens, please stop the illegal behavior," the bionic man warned in a soft electronic voice

Looking at the situation, Professor Peterson opened his mouth, made a surprised expression, opened his arms, and seemed to be confused about the situation.

“…… Are you okay? Mr. Leonard Your mood seems to be out of control, but I don't know where I offended you. "

"It's you!" Gnawing at his teeth, Professor Leonard stares at him, squeezing a sentence out of his teeth, "you mean it..."

"It's me? intended? What do you want to say is me? Or What do you want to charge me with? "

Hearing the word accusation, Leonard calmed down for a moment.

According to the North Sea alliance's civil procedure law, if he charges him here, it means that he must be responsible for his speech, and the other party can also use this as evidence for counterclaim.

As for the recording and video, there is the whole process video of the bionic man of the police nearby, which is legal evidence that can be taken out in court. It can be said that once he has made an extreme behavior, the situation will be very unfavorable to him.

Looking at the calmed down Professor Leonard, Professor Peterson's face showed the winner's smile.

"Let's be open, Mr. Leonard. I admit that I do object to your father's academic views, but it's my academic freedom to express my views..."

Close to Professor Leonard, Peterson said softly with a sad smile.

"Even if I was given another chance, I would tell him in front of him that his paper is a piece of shit and has no research value."

The pupil of the bionic human Auxiliary Police slightly flickered blue light, and soft but indisputable voice was produced in the opening and closing lips.

"Please step back, citizen. Your speech is stimulating the emotions of the controlled. If you continue to act provocatively, it will be the evidence against you in court. "

"OK, I admit my mistake, I apologize, I'm very, very sorry," he said, opening his arms and retreating quickly. Professor Peterson smiled, looked at his professor Leonard, and bowed insincerely.

"Have a good day..."

"Well, I'll leave first."

……

The heavy rain washed down the street.

In the night, from time to time through the rolling thunder.

Just after his father's funeral, Professor Leonard, who got out of the car, slammed the door behind him.

With his back to the random alarm bell, he didn't take an umbrella or run, so he let the rain blow on his face and walked back home through the front yard.

There was a musty smell in the room.

It's a common smell of wood and leather furniture in the last era. No matter how many times you clean it, it's hard to eliminate it completely.

At this time, a general-purpose 1-type household management bionic man with a height of about 1.7 meters and an indistinct facial features stopped at the porch.

After identifying Leonard's features with an eye camera, it said in a soft voice.

"Welcome home, master Leonard. You look like you're in the rain. Do you need me to dry your clothes and put the bath water in the bathtub before dinner?"

"Shut up."

"OK."

As the only intelligent device in this dilapidated home, the bionic man still kept an abstract smile and stayed quietly after receiving the master's order.

It has to be said that the bionic people produced in the low-end industrial chain are not only clumsy in their work, but also in their bionic engineering. If they dress up a little, they can even sell the terror valley effect and send it to haunted houses to scare people.

Instead of caring for the abstract smile, Leonard went to the fridge with a gloomy face, took a beer, and went back to his room.

Compared with the post-modernism apartments and high-rise flats in the city, his ancestral house in the suburbs was bought by his father when he was young, and it has been many years since today.

Although after several times of recuperation, the old house is the old house after all. As long as the solid wood floor is old, no matter how it is reconstructed, it will still make a boring sound when stepping on it.

His father has been stubborn in his rejection of new things.

Even though holographic technology has been widely used in all aspects of life, he still stubbornly uses the tablet to work and write papers, just like what can be seen and touched can bring him a sense of security.

Even the bionic robot took him a long time to persuade his father to allow him to buy it for his family.

Sometimes he thinks that he is also in his 30s, and it's time to move out of the family. In fact, he was thinking about it until yesterday.

Now, however, it seems that there is no need to think about it. His father has left and he is the only one left in the house.Not only that

Those guys are not only going to take his father's life, they are going to take away the Funer school that he spent his whole life running and maintaining, and take away everything including his office and classroom

"I will make you pay for it..."

The thought of Professor Peterson's high toed face and the sneer at the corner of his mouth when the head of the Department of Archaeology of Oxford University announced to him that the project had been cancelled made his heart ache like a knife.

“…… All of you. "

Sitting in front of the holographic screen, Leonard's fists were clenched to death.

Just when his mood has reached its peak, a red bubble pops up in his account inbox on LSPM website.

It seems that there is a new "dynamic" in his research direction.

Although it's not the time to care about these things, but out of the subconscious reaction, he conveniently clicked on the reminder.

However, when he saw the dynamic moment, the whole person was stunned.

The author who published this dynamic claimed to be a miner of hidel mining and an amateur meteorite culture enthusiast.

In the company's latest mining vein, the amateur of meteorite culture found many clues that may be the remains of Martian civilization, and took photos of these clues.

As this vein is only 20 kilometers away from Tiangong City, located in a canyon, and very close to the remains of the hell gate, this enthusiast of meteorite culture made a bold guess. The clues found in this canyon are likely to bury the truth that the hell gate collapsed a century ago

Although most of the posts below this dynamic are unfriendly to the post giver, or even ridiculed, Leonard is different.

The gate of hell!

The average person may not catch a cold with this word, but he is different.

His father's mentor, when he was not even a cell, once went to Mars as the "mission" of human civilization, and it was the person who experienced the great earthquake.

As the only surviving relative disciple of the Funer school, he is more convinced than anyone that there must be a big secret hidden in the ruins, and that the earthquake must not be as simple as the earthquake.

At this time, Professor Pedersen 's face with high toes came to his mind, which made him unconsciously clench his teeth.

It was also at this moment that a crazy idea burst out of his mind.

Without hesitation, he put his hands on the desktop - the holographic keyboard woven by holographic images and motion capture cameras.

[Hello, I saw the news you just published on LSPM forum. Is it convenient for you to chat? ]

click the send button.

Professor Leonard took a deep breath, pulled off his rain soaked tie from his neck and left it on the sofa.

Just as he was thinking about whether to find a towel to wipe his wet hair, a reply reminder popped up in the lower right corner of the screen.

“…… Is the writer on earth? "

And most of them are friends of the North Sea alliance or the Ibero French Federation

There was an expression of surprise on his face. Leonard didn't expect the reply to be so fast. He clicked the reminder pop-up window with his right hand.

Soon, a line of text was projected in front of him.

Are you interested in that relic? ]

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