This stone seems to be different from any substance that Wang Yilin had come into contact with before. It is neither as rough as ordinary stones, nor as cold as steel, nor as tough as plastic. If you want to describe it, Wang Yilin can only say that it is a feeling of vagueness, and it seems that there is a force that separates Wang Yilin from the stone. But it is indeed lying in Wang Yilin's hands.

Maybe it was an ore? Wang Yilin was not sure. His father didn't seem to have a hobby for collecting minerals during his lifetime. Wang Yilin couldn't explain a piece of jade, so he had to put it back.

Wang Yilin opened the yellowed notebook, and there was only Wang Yilin's father's name on the title page. Wang Yilin looked through pages and found that it was just a mess of nouns and countless things written in unknown languages ​​that looked like formulas. The same was true for those formulas. They were neither like this normal language nor like foreign languages ​​elsewhere, nor were they usually used by everyone. In the notebook, the formulas are short, only two characters, and the long ones fill the entire page.

The only thing Wang Yilin can understand in the whole book is his father's name, the page number in the lower right corner, and the mass and energy formula that is crossed out somewhere in the middle. There are also two addresses on the back cover and simple drawings interspersed in the book.

Wang Yilin put down his notebook and continued to search for the things inside the box. There was a pen in the mezzanine at the bottom of the box. Wang Yilin picked it up and wrote it in his hand. He found that there was no ink, but Wang Yilin unscrewed the pen shell and found that it was not like this. Wang Yilin found a piece of paper and scratched it with a pen. Still no handwriting was visible, so Wang Yilin put it back. After Wang Yilin confirmed that there was nothing worth Wang Yilin checking in the box, Wang Yilin locked the box and put it back in its original place.

Wang Yilin leaned on the chair, staring at the things on the table in a daze, and began to recall the past. So in an instant, the gate that sealed the memory for a long time ago was opened. The memory flooded Wang Yilin at the moment when the gate opened, making Wang Yilin feel at a loss. Wang Yilin's hand wandered on the table, touching this and touching that, as if every item was conveying memories about his father to Wang Yilin. Wang Yilin looked at the scars on his fingers and recalled the heart-wrenching look of his father that day. At that time, his father did not scold Wang Yilin, but instead kept apologizing to Wang Yilin and comforting Wang Yilin. Wang Yilin's father loved Wang Yilin very much. After the incident, he squatted on the ground to treat Wang Yilin's wounds. That was the first time Wang Yilin felt his father's love.

Thinking of this, Wang Yilin showed a faint smile on his lips.

Wang Yilin stroked the lamp on the table, and the scene of his father sitting at the table working all night appeared in his mind. Although Wang Yilin had never seen it with his own eyes, at this moment, those scenes seemed to be Wang Yilin's personal experience. Wang Yilin touched the base of the lamp, pressed the induction switch with his fingers, and fell into memories again. I don't know how long it took, maybe only five seconds? Ten seconds? Wang Yilin didn't know, anyway, the lamp was on, but it was not the common white or yellow or green, but a faint purple. Just when Wang Yilin was surprised why this was happening, Wang Yilin saw the white paper that Wang Yilin had stroked with a fountain pen. I saw a few faint traces on the white paper, which was exactly the same as the brush strokes that Wang Yilin had just scratched.

By the way, Wang Yilin opened the box again, took out his father's notebook, and spread it under the desk lamp. Suddenly, the pages of which he was familiar with appeared on the paper.

No matter how much he turned over, it was gone, and time seemed to be interrupted on that day. Wang Yilin recalled carefully. When Wang Yilin learned that his father had passed away on the first day of the new year, Wang Yilin remembered it very clearly. His mother told Wang Yilin that his father had left because of his poor health. At that time, Wang Yilin was still young and did not understand what death was. He only knew that his father had left Wang Yilin forever, which made Wang Yilin sad for more than a week.

But the young Wang Yilin always forgot about it quickly, even with such heavy news. But now looking back on the past, Wang Yilin is increasingly confused, and many unsolved mysteries linger in his heart. His father's past is as mysterious as his study, making people unable to see or guess. What happened after he went to see the consultant? What is the organization of this consultant association? What does "success" mean in the notebook? What is that stone? Why didn't his mother let Wang Yilin attend the funeral? What is his father's illness? These questions made Wang Yilin sleepless all night.

Wang Yilin faintly realized that his father's death was not that simple, because Wang Yilin suspected that his father did not die, but disappeared. But where did his father go after he disappeared?

Judging from the current clues, my father and the consultant association have an entangled relationship, so Wang Yilin decided to start with investigating it first.

Wang Yilin entered the consultant association in the search engine, but could not find the exact matching field. So Wang Yilin expanded the search range and used crawling technology to capture a large number of web pages. Then, using keyword filtering methods, he finally found only three results. Two of the contents seemed to have nothing to do with the information Wang Yilin was looking for. Only one post from the ancient forum seemed to be valuable.

Wang Yilin looked at the website address of that post. A long time ago, there was a forum that sent people to query information on the Internet. The latest posting time for that post was decades ago. It was incredible that there were still people maintaining the forum for such a long time.

Wang Yilin took a look at the content and found that it was roughly some information posted a long time ago, and many other information that have been proven to be serious nonsense, which can be found here.

But after Wang Yilin continued to browse, he found something that surprised Wang Yilin: their chat content was actually somewhat similar to what Wang Yilin saw in his father's notebook?

After discovering this, Wang Yilin changed his attitude to view these contents and came to some interesting conclusions according to their statements:

1. Someone had discovered the existence of bugs in this world a long time ago, but the name at that time was different from the present, and people had limited cognition of it at that time, so it did not attract attention;

2. The world's bugs will have an impact on matter and can change some laws of the world, etc., but some people can live long because of unknown reasons;

3. Some consultants can use special means to use bugs to do things, such as changing the world.

There are many other contents, all of which are long-lasting discussions. In the forums of a long time ago, there were far less people who liked to drink water than they are now, so the contents were almost all valid information, although Wang Yilin couldn't understand them.
Chapter completed!