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School of Engineering, Massachusetts Institute of Technology, Cambridge, Massachusetts, USA.

Classes were being held in a spacious and bright classroom. A middle-aged white man on the stage was talking endlessly about the concept of computers and future development trends. More than a dozen students below were also listening attentively. From time to time, some students raised their hands to ask questions.

The annual meeting responded in a humorous way and made the students burst into laughter.

No one noticed that at some point, a green vine quietly climbed into the open window sills at the back of the classroom. The vine stretched out some tentacles and hung quietly in front of the open glass window. A white flower bloomed at the top.

The flower was motionless, facing the podium, as if it was also listening carefully to the middle-aged white man's lecture.

Not only in this classroom, but also in other classrooms where classes are held, there are vines, which look extremely weird and weird.

"Hey, Tom, look, the school's greening is really good. These vines are blooming and blooming into the classroom."

"Well, the history of Massachusetts is over a hundred years old. These vines may be as old as the school!"

In the classroom, two students discovered the vine flowers extending into the classroom and couldn't help but talk about it.

"Tom and Jerry, please lower your voices. If it affects my class, I will give you two assessments this semester..."

"Professor, we promise to listen carefully to the class."

"That's good, students, let's continue talking about the future development trend of computers."

On the podium, I saw two people raising their heads and making promises. The middle-aged white man began to talk endlessly, and no one was looking at the flower blooming on the vine behind the classroom.

In the blink of an eye, the day has passed, and night has come to the earth again. The moon is above the branches, and it is already midnight and early morning.

During the day, the noisy and bustling campus was now silent, and the air was filled with mist condensed from mist, hazy, shrouding the campus.

The night is already very deep, everything on the ground seems to have fallen asleep, and the whole world is astonishingly quiet. Only the street lamps on the roadside are still awake, emitting dim light, making the campus feel lonely at night.

The doors of several major libraries at MIT have been closed for a long time. There is no light in the library, it is dark, and tens of millions of books are displayed on the bookshelves.

During the day, this place is packed with seats, but at night it is eerily quiet. The bookshelves are like ghostly shadows, standing here quietly, adding a spooky and terrifying look to the museum.

A gust of night wind blew, and a very slight, rustling sound came from the grass outside the library, like some insects crawling, but it was not the sound of insects moving.

Under the misty moonlight, dozens of vines sprouted from the grass, growing with an astonishing momentum.

Breaking the ground, sprouting, growing branches, growing leaves, and then growing stronger, several steps are completed in a few breaths.

Before anyone could be surprised, these vines crawled into the museum from a water pipe on the outer wall that was used to drain rain when it rained. Without anyone knowing, the vines secretly invaded the walls of this world-renowned university.

library.

If anyone is in the library at this moment, they will see dozens of green vines jumping out from the drain outlet of a bathroom on the third floor. They are divided into three groups. One group is wandering on the third floor, and the other two groups quickly move toward the first and second floors.

The library area extends.

The vines are like selecting books, searching in each book area and in front of rows of bookshelves, then selecting certain books and quickly flipping through them page by page.

The vines turned the pages of the book so fast that it was hard to believe that they were reading. In just tens of seconds, a vine could flip through a book with hundreds of pages.

When the book is finished, the vines will put the book back in its original place. They behave like a real borrower.

More than ten minutes passed. I counted carefully and found that there were hundreds of books turned over by the vines.

If anyone pays attention to the books that Vine has just read, they will find that they mainly focus on computer knowledge, from the most basic computer structure principles to advanced computer program assembly, these Vine have read one by one.

After reading computer-related books, Teng Wen began to read other books. Books on mechanical manufacturing, metal smelting, mineral deposit identification and search, biological sciences, and even theology and other magazines, etc., were all within Teng Wen's reading range.

Inside.

Vine is like a devout seeker of knowledge. As long as it is knowledge, he will accept all comers.

When the sky breaks, the sky is about to dawn, and the voices of morning exercise people are heard on the campus. The vines quickly put the last book on the bookshelf, and then retreated from the drainage pipe together, returning to the grass outside the library.

Down.

When you come, you leave without a trace, and when you leave, you leave without a trace!

The morning light casts from outside the clouds, and the university library stands in the morning light.

The fog at night has not dissipated, and the flowers and plants in the grass are dotted with dewdrops. With the morning breeze, the leaves are swaying. Only they know what happened here last night?!

A student who was running past the library in the morning saw that the wires buried on the ground outside the library were dug up by something, and he was forced to break them with brute force.

Not just in the United States, Japan's Tokyo University, Waseda University, Moscow State University in the Soviet Union, St. Petersburg University, Oxford and Cambridge Universities in the United Kingdom, Technical University of Munich in Germany, Heidelberg University, etc., what happened yesterday at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology is in universities and colleges around the world.

Research institutes are happening.

Knowledge is the wealth of civilization, which is accumulated continuously as civilization advances.

In normal times, they may be just a formula, a formula, or a narrative text, which is unremarkable and without any power. But as long as you choose to activate them, they will immediately burst out with unparalleled power. Their light is comparable to the sun, and their power is

It can shake the world.

Unfortunately, many people do not value them. Now, the knowledge accumulated by mankind over thousands of years is being unknowingly stolen by a secret "thief". The vast amount of knowledge comes from all directions, embraces all rivers, and merges into the nameless building in the Pacific Ocean.

on the island.

The island is lush and lush, with dense vegetation growing. It seems to be an island full of life. But if you actually land on the island, you will find that the island is so quiet that it is chilling. Not to mention the chirping of birds and beasts, even a small baby

The sound of flying insects cannot be heard.

Among the dense vegetation, a huge rose plant grows here.

This rose plant has a thick stem, green branches and leaves, and the leaves cover a lot of the surrounding area, especially the roots of the plant, which are deeply embedded in the earth. If anyone observes carefully, they will find that there are many strong vines growing from the roots of the plant.

The thick vines branched off at a certain node and grew into more thin vines.

Countless vines grow in all directions from the island. It is conservatively estimated that there are no fewer than millions of vines extending out from here, and the seemingly lush vegetation grows from these outstretched vines.

Suddenly, on the island, the bud on the top of the rose plant slowly bloomed, and eighteen deep red petals split neatly to form a blooming flower, with a flower hole half a meter in diameter exposed in the center of the flower.

Golden spores erupted from the flower hole one after another, like a volcano erupting magma, but these spores were not burning hot, nor were they like ash floating in the sky and underground, but floating around the rose plants.

Countless golden spores surround the plant, and these spores are constantly gathering and changing, becoming this and forming that.
Chapter completed!