Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

The fighting lasted more than 20 minutes.

The Ark admits it's a tough opponent.

But he's even better than that.

“Bartender, one... no, two...”

Cheeks swollen to pig liver, hands in the bag looking for money Carrera, eyes swollen, tongue. Her hair was straight and she couldn't even speak clearly.

The condition of the ark was slightly better, but only with his strong willpower to remain sober.

“Two glasses of ice water. ”

“Fuck off, I can still drink. ”

“Two glaciers.” The ark changed its mouth, pulled the bartender's shoulder, pressed down and added, "… just a glass of ice water. ”

Victory and defeat have been divided. Drinking it again has no meaning other than to hurt each other.

“Okay.”

Not surprisingly, the bartender calmly fetched two glasses of ice water and handed it to the ark.

“Two glaciers. ”

“Thanks.”

Placing the glass in front of the crazy woman with nothing to do, the ark lifted the glass and touched it, "Cheers. ”

Her chest fluctuated sharply, Carrera's eyes widened, she saw her opponent had finished drinking, she reached out and grabbed the cup, and she stunned herself.

As a result, she almost didn't choke out her tears because she drank too much.

The empty cup was slapped hard on the table, and Carrera coughed on the table for a while and glanced at the ark drunk.

“It's not alcohol, you make fraud! ”

“Of course it's alcohol. Are you too drunk to tell? … two more glaciers. ”

Just halfway through the ark, there was a "bang” next to him, only to see Carrera's forehead banging on the bar, and the whole person was quiet.

If it weren't for the ups and downs on his shoulders, he would have called an ambulance.

“Need more glaciers?” The bartender standing behind the bar asked calmly.

“No need...”

Looking at Carrera lying on the bar, the ark had a headache.

On the one hand, he drinks a little dizzy, and on the other, he doesn't know where this guy lives.

If something goes wrong, he won't be able to get rid of it.

After half a day without coming up with a good idea, the Ark finally remembered that Brother Luo, who was "knowledgeable", was still sitting next to him, and immediately turned around to ask for a lecture.

“… what should we do when this happens? ”

Brother Luo glanced at Lu Zhou and answered subconsciously.

“There's a room upstairs...”

Two bills were spotted on the bar, and the ark picked up the key with the door number from the bartender's hand and continued to look at Brother Luo.

“Give me a hand. ”

I stared at my brother for half a day, and Brother Luo sat there and didn't move.

After a while, he suddenly sighed and sighed softly, “... there is nothing left for the teacher to teach you. ”

He stood up and patted the shoulder of the ark, giving an eye with hints of encouragement.

“Come on! ”

Leaving behind this sentence, Brother Luo left a slightly lonely shadow and turned into the crowded crowd, disappearing.

Ark:????

……

After sitting beside her for a while and seeing that she had not yet woken up, the Ark finally gave up the impractical idea of continuing to wait.

If we keep waiting, we'll have to wait till tomorrow.

Holding this crazy woman's arm, the ark gave her the strength to eat milk, kind of lifted her upstairs and threw her into the room.

It's done. Tired of sweating his ass off. I sat in the chair and gasped for a while before I could calm down.

MMP, this is a lot harder than Liu Rui's boy.

It's not just a matter of weight. Liu Ruinao was drunk and walked away. At least two legs could move forward unconsciously. This product was drunk, stiff and like a dead person, without any strength.

Looking at Carrera on the bed, she made up her mind.

For someone with such a bad taste, you must not drink with her next time.

Sitting in a chair for a while, the ark felt a little better.

I was sweating when I went upstairs, and I woke up with a lot of wine.

After watching the dark night outside the window, it was too late to see him, and he got up and walked up to the window, closing the curtains.

Then, the ark threw the keys on the front door cabinet and opened the door and walked away.

……

The next morning, a ray of sunlight crossed the window, and the ark rubbed some sour eyes and climbed out of the bed.

Once back at the hotel yesterday, he fell asleep on his back in bed, so much so that he is still wearing yesterday's clothes.

I went to the bathroom to take a shower, shook some sore brain, changed into clean clothes, stood in front of the mirror and looked twice, touched my chin, and nodded satisfactorily.

Nice.

Feels much more spiritual.

Perhaps because of the drug previously awarded by the system, which improves his metabolic level, the feeling of hangover is not particularly evident. After two laps downstairs, the ark went to the cafeteria on the R1 floor, rushed to finish breakfast and followed the itinerary to the nearby lectures.

The report has been accepted and until the collider experiment is restarted at the end of the month, there will be no new assignments for Dr. Lu's research team.

So, in the meantime, his schedule would be so relaxed that he would have nothing to do with his spare time.

Of course, that's what he said, but he didn't really get around to it.

Over the course of this month, the bulls of theoretical physics and mathematics have gathered here from all over the world.

Anyone who listens to a lecture and doesn't want to talk on stage is a Nobel Prize or a Fields Prize winner. Sitting in the cafeteria listening to the questions of interest, go over and exchange a few words. Perhaps the lifetime professor of one of the top universities is the one who brags about bullshit.

Naturally, this opportunity to increase knowledge will not be missed by the Ark, and a timetable was set out well before the presentation was completed, reluctantly replenishing all the lectures missed this month.

And the first event on his schedule was a lecture by Brother Ross' boss, Mr. Edward Witten.

From the subject of this lecture, it is not a matter of physics, but a discussion of the Morse theory of a major branch of differential topology in pure numbers.

It has to be said that the old man did speak very well and was able to articulate complex theories in a commonly understood language, and would not be very bored if he listened to outsiders with little foundation.

At the end of the lecture, the old man also remembered to sell his M theory and made bold predictions about the future of theoretical physics, which has almost become part of his speaking style.

The passion of the old gentleman on stage is overwhelming, but when we get to this part, people who are still sitting in the classroom listening to lectures are obviously less enthusiastic than before...

After the lecture, the ark closed its notes and thought about string theory, leaving the classroom and walking into the dining room unconsciously.

Unfortunately, during dinner, he happened to meet Carrera, who drank with him yesterday and drank fragments.

Just as the ark was about to go up and say hello to her and ask her if she was feeling any better, the woman looked at him coldly and rudely threw down a "calligraphy" and left without returning with her plate.

The Ark looked at her back in disdain and wondered what this woman meant.

MMP.

I knew I shouldn't have left her yesterday.