Chapter 163 53: Augustus
“I’m very happy that you can come out. I heard that you resigned? Although I shouldn’t ask, what are your plans in the future?”
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Jeremy and Erin sat opposite each other. The latter was stirring the coffee in front of her, smiling and chatting with Jeremy like friends.
"Just take it one step at a time. By the way, I saw you on the news."
"Really? How's my typhoon?"
"It's just as exciting as when you came on stage and denounced those deceitful colleagues."
"Haha. Don't mention the naive things at that time. "
Jeremy was silent for a moment: "Have you given up your anthropology research?"
Irene nodded: "Yes, I have already concentrated on politics, if I have the chance. , vote for me.”
"Or is it the reason you mentioned before?"
"Yes, the deeper I study human beings, the more frightened I become. Our future seems to be destined to be destroyed."
"This is not what our generation should worry about."
"Then what should I study?"
Jeremy straightened his expression and said in a deep voice: "What if, We can study the soul and life, Nadora.”
Irene's expression was strange: "Stop, have you been deceived? Sure enough, people have weaknesses. This is not like you before."
"This is at least a hope, and I am sure and sure of myself You're not deceived. What's more, why are you still obsessed with the demise of mankind that you can't live to see? Does everything you do now have anything to do with it? "
Jeremy wants to test it further? have a look.
"Whether it matters or not, I know it myself. But you, haven't you always said, 'As long as you leave traces, it doesn't matter whether it can exist forever. Fossils are the most romantic way of communication between civilizations'? Why are you still saying this now? I want to go against common sense and study something that has no definite basis."
Irene's face already showed impatience.
"That's my daughter." Jeremy begged with a hint of disappointment.
"She is also my daughter. Jeremy, put it down, Dora is dead." Irene sighed deeply, took out the wrapped bread and handed it to him, "If this is the case, You don’t have to come to me in the future, but in short, I’m happy to see you live again. This is your favorite Brown’s bread. I bought it when I passed by. Goodbye Erin. left.
Jeremy sat for a while, paid, picked up the bread, and walked to a park aimlessly.
It is a cold autumn evening, the weather is getting colder and colder, and there are few people in the park at this time.
The sky gradually darkened.
"Although I can grab it directly, I still politely ask, how about giving me the bread in your hand?"
A voice that sounded like it had been processed by a voice changer came, Jeremy woke up from his memory.
He looked around, but saw no one around him.
“Here, the illiterate.”
Jeremy followed the sound and found the crow standing next to his chair, holding a small lantern in its claws.
“You’re just talking in public like that?” Jeremy said in surprise.
“I thought illiterate was just a description. I didn’t expect you are really blind. Open your eyes and look. There are only you and me here at night. Are you afraid that the moon will hear it? So it’s okay Did you give me the bread?”
Hun Crow was speechless and looked at the bread in his hand.
".I wonder if you are hiding a human under these feathers." Jeremy looked at Soul Crow suspiciously.
"Human humans, stupid humans~ You only have baked potato chips that we can take seriously~ Oh, of course there is the soul, and the bread in your hand, is it filled with cream? I hate vegetable cream." Soul. The crow sang.
“Do you know about souls?”
“We are the messengers of the underworld. Look at my soul lamp. It’s fuller than a French fries box. Give me the bread quickly. I want to eat it. The middle one.”
Jeremy tore the bread open and placed half next to the chair.
“The person who created you is an existence in the underworld?”
"That adult is not something we can discuss. Let's skip this topic. Also, don't buy from this bakery in the future. I tasted like a dung beetle! Bah, disgusting."
Although Saying this, Soul Crow still finished the bread in three strokes, and then stared at the other half in his hand.
Jeremy had no choice but to offer the half piece.
Then, he looked at the soul lanterns on the soul crow's paws, and his eyes became blurred. His daughter might be in one of them, waiting for his rescue.
"Dora, wait for me" He wanted to reach out to the soul lamp, but was pecked by the soul crow.
"This thing can't be exchanged for even ten boxes of French fries!"
"What about a hundred boxes?" The soul crow ignored him, holding the remaining bread in its mouth, fluttering its wings, and disappeared into the night in an instant.
“Is this really not a fake thing?” Jeremy had serious doubts.
Wait, crow pattern.
He suddenly remembered that when he was teaching before, there was such a club in the school called Soul Gathering. The symbol was a crow. There was a student in it who was crazy about studying souls. He heard that he did not give up even after graduation.
Maybe you can look for him.
Standing up, he walked towards home.
The next day.
He first found the contact number of the graduated student through the school, and then asked him to meet him on the grounds that he was interested in his research.
The other party currently works in London. After learning Jeremy's identity, he acted very positively. Since the distance was not far, he made an appointment that afternoon.
The other party chose the place to meet, a newly opened milk tea shop.
"Hello, Professor Jeremy, I have known you for a long time. I often heard about your research results when I was in school. You are a signature of the biology department."
One and Jeremy Unlike the sloppy young man he imagined, what appeared was a well-groomed man who was meticulous in his words and deeds.
"Hello, Augustus." Jeremy stood up and shook his hand, "I have resigned now."
"But in my heart, you will always be a respectable professor. I also took your class and benefited a lot." Augustus said humbly.
After the two of them were polite, ordered two cups of milk tea, and chatted about the current situation, Jeremy brought the topic to the soul.
“You may not know that my parents passed away when I was seven years old, but I have a very deep memory of them, so when I study the soul, I wonder if I will have the chance to see them again.” Augustus explained seriously.
This reason is a bit similar to Jeremy's, it is also for his family.
He suddenly felt a sense of intimacy.
"My research direction may be more radical than yours. I want to explore the possibility of resurrection." Jeremy stared at Augustus's eyes, trying to see if there was any mockery or sneer in them.
But some people only have deep recognition.
"I'm sorry. Actually, after I learned about your visit, I asked friends in advance to find out what happened around you recently. Because in the years since I graduated, some people have always wanted to debate with me or directly Overturning my research, so every time someone comes to me unexpectedly, I will first find out the details of the person."
Augustus said apologetically.
Jeremy didn't care much about this, but admired the other party's honesty.
"Now that you know, I can say it more directly. The purpose of my research is to resurrect my daughter, and your purpose is to see your relatives again. I think we have something in common. Maybe Can support each other’s research.”
Jeremy plans to make the first contact as a like-minded person. If he finds that Augustus does have a good research thinking and strong execution ability, then he will I will recommend this person to the highest.
Augustus was very enthusiastic and took the initiative to invite Jeremy to visit the house he rented. The entire basement was transformed into a laboratory. There was no special equipment, but the brains of many animals were soaked in formalin. .
There are also many cages containing small animals such as mice, which cause some strange smells.
“The first step in studying the soul is to prove the existence of the soul, but my research skipped this step and first assumed that the soul does exist.”
Taking Jeremy to visit his laboratory, he carefully explained his research ideas.
He believes that the actual existence of the soul cannot be definitely proven at the current scientific level, so he should skip this proof and base all research on assumptions.
Currently, his progress is to find people with so-called psychic eyes, and then use physical means to let them observe whether various physical means will have an impact on the soul.
It’s just that the answers he got were different, which stalled his research for a while.
After Jeremy listened quietly, he made a request to participate. Augustus was immediately overjoyed and was willing to share all the current information with him.
But he still has to go to work. After all, he has invested a lot of money in researching this. Even the house is rented. If he has no money, he will be evicted.
"I will take care of the daily expenses and research funds. How about you resign and devote yourself to research?" Jeremy suggested, even if he didn't plan to choose Augustus in the end, he would still solve a problem for him. years of expenses as compensation.
Augustus didn’t object, and he didn’t even sign a guarantee agreement with Jeremy. He just called the company directly and resolutely, saying I quit, straightforwardly.
Jeremy was stunned.
I originally thought that I was a research weirdo, but after comparing with Augustus, I realized that I was actually a normal person.
Of course, Jeremy wouldn't cheat and simply took out the first money.
Augustus came back with money to buy a lot of convenience food, and asked Jeremy to transfer a sum of money to the landlord's account, which was the rent for the next six months.
“I have been waiting for this day to devote myself to research without any worries. Thank you, professor! We will change the course of human history together, and there will definitely be our words in textbooks in the future. Photos appear!”
Augustus finally showed his research temperament, with a hint of fanaticism in his concentration.
Jeremy's interest in leaving his name has become much lower. Unlike Augustus who cannot see whether there is a bright future ahead, after all, he actually sees hope.
(End of this chapter)