Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

Chapter 621 [Swamp Town] 8

The former residence of Dr. Senwedai that Feng Lan was going to was not where he actually lived. The doctor came here for a research in the beginning. After searching for a long time, he brought his team here, and later the scale gradually expanded into a small town.

As for where the doctor actually lived, the sisters could not find it on their computers. It may also be that the sisters did not care about the origin of this small town which had nothing to do with money.

Feng Lan compared the locations in the memory palace and found the former residence on the west side of the town. This was where the doctor lived after the town was formed, and there were some of his manuscripts inside.

The doctor's former residence was not particularly luxurious. It looked like the houses of other townspeople, an older two-story white house. There were many plants planted in the garden, which was lush and green, as if the old friend was still there. However, the rusty bulletin board at the door and the sign about the doctor's life did not seem to indicate that it was the case.

Only 26 years have passed.

Feng Lan looked inside from outside the iron fence and saw an old man drowsy sitting on a chair at the door.

That's the museum keeper.

Feng Lan looked at the old man carefully. Oh, it was one of Ben Xin's bodyguards:)

She was surprised for a moment, and could hardly believe that this old man who looked at least 90 years old was a player, but in her heart, she quickly changed her original plan and rang the brass bell at the door.

"Ring ring ring."

Zhuyexin heard the sound and knew someone was coming. He opened his clear grey eyes and slowly stood up from the rocking chair. He was still not used to his slow body. "Who is it?"

This body is 93 years old. Compared to his own body, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is dying.

Zhu Yexin narrowed his eyes and saw the people outside. Without any pause, he walked slowly to the door and said, "Come to visit Dr. Senweidai's former residence? This is not common. There haven't been strangers here for fifty or sixty years."

Fifty or sixty years, but according to the time the two sisters searched, only 26 years have passed since the doctor came here.

Feng Lan observed Zhu Yexin carefully. Even though he looked very old, she matched this face with a photo that appeared on her computer.

"Are you... the doctor's assistant?"

Zhuyexin touched his white hair. When he put his hands down, he could still see the age spots on his arms. He smiled and said, "Yes," as he opened the iron door. "When Dr. Senweidai came here to do experiments, I was his assistant."

"But now, I'm just responsible for taking care of this house."

"Squeak-"

The iron gate opened, and the old man staggered, inviting Feng Lan in. "It's not raining today, come in."

"Thank you, what should I call you?"

"Me? It's all right... Czech, just call me Czech. I'm already a 93-year-old man."

Zhuyexin's steps were unsteady, but her speed was not slow. She walked into the yard with Fenglan in a few steps, took out the key from her neck nimbly, and opened the door. Her eyesight was very sharp, and Fenglan just watched and pretended not to see.

Given such a big flaw to the player, he must have a key clue here.

"In 1987, the doctor was working at Columbia University. While looking up information, he proposed an interesting thought experiment..." Zhu Yexin brought Feng Lan into the house. The lighting in the house was not good. Even on a rare sunny day, it looked gloomy and dark. A large number of books stood silently on the bookshelves. There was a huge table in the hall on the first floor, with many manuscripts and drawings scattered on it. There was also a bottle of ink and a feather pen next to it, as if the owner had just left not long ago.

Feng Lan glanced at the manuscript on the table. The sloppy English made it difficult for her to recognize the words on it. They were all obscure professional terms and phrases. It would be difficult to understand them without looking up the information, but she understood some of them.

"What is this experiment?" Feng Lan asked Zhuye Xin, who squinted her eyes and smiled.