A book is the entire effort of an author.

He would stay up all night, and would not even eat or sleep for several days because of one thing.

There are 12 hours a day, and sometimes he can even think about it for more than half a day.

Eat and think, sleep and think.

He was talking, but there was always something on his mind.

And once a work like this is released, it will definitely be unstoppable.

But there are few such authors, but today I met one.

If you don’t believe me, take a closer look, you’ll definitely be scared to death.

Yes, there is such a weirdo in Shenlong First Research Institute.

He is a star that falls but rises again and again.

He often acts like a beggar, but he is very picky about his voice while working.

He has a specialized laboratory, which contains his many years of hard work.

There is still a separate courtyard left, which is where he created his basic thinking theories.

He would often close the door and meditate by himself, as if he had sealed away a demon.

No matter what others say about him, he doesn't listen.

This is a weirdo and a person who is dedicated to his life.

They don't always have many friends, but once they make friends, they become truly affectionate.

Take for example the researcher who knocked on the door today.

He is a special case and the only friend inside.

He is not tall, but he still has to straighten his back.

Maybe he thinks that this makes him look much taller, but in fact he still looks ugly.

He knew that his friend might not be able to hear the knock on the door because he was not like a normal person after all.

And there is no doorbell on the door, so we can only use this oldest way to remind.

But when he started writing, he became trance-like, which made the matter difficult to handle.

This kind of thing has happened before.

The two agreed to study together, but the guy forgot to open the door while writing something, which led to the researcher climbing over the wall.

At that time, a senior executive was passing by and thought there was a thief.

There is no need to elaborate on the embarrassment.

So I tried my best today to avoid not being able to hear.

But there are rules for knocking on doors.

Knock three instead of four. After knocking, you have to mention it.

Knock on the door and knock back, but don't knock too hard every time.

There are so many rules here.

Why were there concierges in ancient times? It was because they were afraid of offending others in the middle of the message.

Of course, the host is also afraid of meeting such ignorant people, so that he can save himself the trouble of talking when the time comes.

That's why there are gatekeepers.

And if you knock three instead of four, everyone will understand.

Take a break after knocking three times. You still need to have intervals for beauty.

In this way, people inside will be reminded and will not be frightened, killing two birds with one stone.

Just be afraid that if you knock 4 times, not only will the number be unlucky, but there will also be rumors of ghosts.

This is something you do when you are trying to make someone else's house uneasy. If the owner catches you, you will be beaten to death.

Also, don't knock one after another, as that will prove the person's death.

Because only dead people would knock like this when others don't care about these etiquettes.

If you just knock on the door casually, it will be a taboo.

Men naturally understand this, but this friend cannot stay with him for a long time.

I knocked a few times with respect, but to no avail.

The man rolled his eyes and shouted at the top of his lungs with his spiritual power regardless of his image.

"Han Yuanshan, come out and open the door."

"Stop pretending to be dead in there, hurry up."

Before I shouted twice, there were hurried footsteps inside, mixed with complaints like "You interrupted my train of thought."

Then there was the sound of the door bolt being pulled from behind the main door, and the last small door was suddenly opened.

A man of nearly 40 years old with huge ears appeared.

He smiled and rubbed his dark, skinny skin.

"Chu Ju, stop whining all day long."

"You haven't been doing your job all day, so come in and start working quickly."

The latter glanced at the former.

The two of them walked in together, and the door slammed shut.

The space suddenly darkened, and the two of them walked into the small courtyard.

This place really looks like a beggar's residence, but it's just messier than a beggar's house.

Manuscripts were thrown everywhere on the ground, and from time to time a paper ball would appear.

Those were probably written incorrectly. Later, in a hurry, I don’t know if they were torn or if they were torn and balled up.

Further inside are some books with important uses, which are piled on several bookshelves.

There's absolutely nothing gentlemanly about that, and it's like leaving other people's masterpieces everywhere.

If you can't find it, it will be another tragedy.

Go further inside and go up the steps and then enter the balcony

It's not like outside here, most of them are filled with bottles and cans.

The experimental equipment is very comprehensive, and you may stay up all night working here.

For example, if you want to contribute to the research institute’s information, most of it will appear here.

Walking further inside is the workroom, but there is only one desk there.

There wasn't even a chair, just a small mat that didn't match the table very well.

There is no living area here, let alone a bed.

For the sake of research, I may not have arranged these things since I moved in, so I just lay down on the floor when I was tired.

Bedding and clothing were even more scarce, and sometimes they were not washed even for months.

Whether it was clean or not, we had to let the students or guards under the academicians of Shenlong First Academy clean it up.

At least these mainland treasures have their own specialties, and work is more important than life.

So I lose a lot of fun, which is also a debt.

There is a small toilet in the corner, which exudes a great fragrance.

I had to close the door so there would be less interference.

Maybe it’s because I’ve been busy with academic research these two days and no one came to clean it.

The other corner is the kitchen, but it's only over one meter.

The furniture is simple and doesn't look like a good place to eat.

It's really a waste of effort to display the serious monograph vividly.

The table in the center is the year-round residence, with the most important creative research on it.

It's just that the authors are several people, including two.

Han Ju went up to take a look, and her smile grew stronger.

It's really not fast to write, but every step is useful.

If this plan really succeeds, the strength of the Eastern Continent will jump to a new level. Then at least there will be no need to worry about weapons.

If we encounter this kind of war again, we will have something in our hands.
To be continued...