Back to the Future Sword of Sichen

Late night in the institute is a special and mysterious time period. After night fell and the stars filled the sky, the entire institute became quiet, leaving only the dim light of the lights and the isolated darkness.

This is a moment that can make people more focused and meditative. Many researchers use the quiet night to concentrate on completing various research, analysis, and experiments at hand.

Walk into the research institute late at night and come to the laboratory. You will see various types of experimental instruments with flashing lights. Experimental data are constantly scrolling on the monitor. Researchers have their heads lowered and pondering complex problems, or Talking quietly to each other, or sitting in front of the computer, running simulation calculations and data analysis. Of course, at some point, they may gather in the conference room to share their experimental experiences and new exploration methods.

The information and the thick plan book were pressed under my arms. I suddenly opened my eyes and gasped for air. The alarm clock on the wall showed that the time was four-fifteen... It seemed that I had slept for nearly four hours.

I stood up from the chair and stretched. Although I had slept for four hours, this short sleep did not eliminate my fatigue. I missed the soft bed at home.

It wasn't a good time to go home though, and a brief sleep break would allow me to refocus a bit. I opened the window and opened the curtains, and the cold air poured into the room. I took a deep breath of fresh air, letting the coldness fill my whole body. Now my mental state is better.

I looked around. On the sofa, on the chairs, and at the table, other researchers were resting. They were sleeping deeply and making subtle snores.

I returned to my desk and sorted out my thoughts. The deadline came faster than I thought, and I had to work harder.

I picked up the thick plan book, which I had invested countless days and nights in. Now I needed to flip through the pages page by page and correct some flaws. A few hours of sleep is not too long, but it is a good way to refresh myself. Now I have some energy to revise this plan-before my energy is exhausted.

I suddenly saw researcher Dasha lying on the floor. This was not good, as she could easily catch a cold.

"Dasha, wake up." I gently shook her shoulders, and she curled up like a baby, purring slightly, which was not very...elegant.

Dasha woke up, rubbing her eyes, seemingly unaware of where she was.

"Dasha, you can go to the conference room to rest." I said.

She put on her glasses, looked around and suddenly jumped up, "Oh my God! I actually fell asleep on the ground?"

I motioned for her to lower her voice. Others were still resting, so Dasha scratched her head in embarrassment.

I was a little confused and asked, "Isn't your report finished? Why don't you go home?"

Dasha shook her head. She said that Kumar had some new "suggestions" on her scientific research direction... In other words, her research content had to be overturned.

Kumar is my teacher, but she is very strict. I can't believe it, "Why are you..."

"It's okay." Dasha shook her head. Her face turned pale and her eyes were bloodshot. She said tiredly: "This should be the last project I do here...yes...the last one... "

She returned to her research, like a robot concentrating on doing the same thing over and over again. I sighed slightly and walked elsewhere.

If there is anything that is most talked about in the institute, it has to be waste paper, with trash cans ranking second. Each trash can is filled with manuscript papers rolled into balls. These are discarded papers in the research process. They are worthless. Only the trash can is their real destination.

I'm a little hungry, and the thoughts I just sorted out are about to leave me. I need to add some nutrition.

I walked around the research institute for a while and saw half a nutrition bar with its coat on a table. It was a good thing. We researchers are always researching, experimenting, and filling in data... we don’t have much time to eat. , and nutrition bars can just make up for the physical strength and energy consumed during the research process - convenient and fast.

Although this nutrition bar has been stored for about two days and is already very dry, like cracked bark, it is better than nothing. I ate a little and it tasted pretty good.

"Wait...this is..." I looked at this nutrition bar and suddenly thought of what happened a few days ago.

There is an intern named Galawa. The new guy is no more experienced than we have been here for several years. He made some mistakes in his experimental data. Even if it is a very subtle mistake, our team will pay for his mistake.

Well, he seemed to have confused a single star with a spectroscopic binary star, and Dasha was so angry that she cursed. He also had a small dog - that dog was too enthusiastic and Himani didn't like that dog very much.

It was Jarawa's small mistake that kept our team up all night, even though staying up late has become a common occurrence.

He seemed to have said something next, I can’t remember clearly, it was probably irrelevant.

In my memory, something suddenly occurred to me. I looked at the side of the nutrition bar and saw a row of jagged dog teeth marks on it.

"Oh... okay..." I couldn't help but smile bitterly, luckily I didn't bite there.

There is a pack of instant coffee here, which is very good and can solve the urgent need. I brewed the coffee and used a simple mystery to cool the coffee to the right temperature. Now is not the time to enjoy coffee leisurely. I drank the coffee in one go. , although it is a bit bitter, it is not a big deal as it can make me refreshed in a short period of time.

My brain was completely awake, and it was time to return to my seat and continue studying. I pulled out the armchair, sat down, and prepared to continue studying, but my mind went blank, and my thoughts and inspiration seemed to be blown away by the wind. I took a deep breath and tried to regroup my thoughts, but I still couldn't focus on my research.

This was not a good thing. I glanced around the room. It was like a small snail shell like the research institute. It was crowded and stuffy. I looked out the window. Although it was pitch black outside the research institute, I was looking for inspiration. Good place.

When I came back to my senses, I was already standing outside the door of the institute. When I looked up, it was not the sky, but the mysterious and vast universe that greeted me.

There are so many stars at this moment. I can’t remember how long it has been since I looked up at the stars like this. Human beings cannot touch the stars except the moon. For this reason, we use sophisticated instruments and rigorous scientific data to calculate the existence of these mysterious planets. Doesn't exist, or what does it look like now...

It suddenly occurred to me that I could learn more by looking at the data than looking up at the stars.