Chen Yang and Li Su'er certainly didn't consider this hot spring their private retreat, and they informed the people on the island in the middle of the lake and at the campsite.
The people on the island immediately said they wanted to go for a soak, but by the time the camp received the message, it was too late, and they could only wait until tomorrow.
In the micro-world, taking a bath is extremely inconvenient. They have special rooms for bathing, but both transporting and boiling water is very troublesome, so it's impossible to bathe every day; they can only bathe once every few days.
Now, being able to soak in a hot spring every now and then is simply a luxurious experience.
Now, everyone was a little envious of Hou Yu's family.
The island in the middle of the lake already had a great environment, and now it even has hot springs, plus the houses that are about to be completed, it feels like a resort area.
However, although the island in the middle of the lake has many advantages, it is not as good as the Xindu campsite in many aspects.
The food at the Xindu campsite is significantly better than that on the island in the lake, and the renovated environment is also much nicer; you can play chess, read books, and so on. I guess they each have their advantages.
In the real world, Wengji, who was staying at the Microworld Inn, couldn't sleep all night. He finally managed to stay awake until after seven o'clock when he heard some noise.
One by one, everyone came out of their rooms, all wearing sportswear. After the controversy surrounding their fame at the inn, they were finally able to go for their morning runs again. However, they entered and exited through the back door, as there were still many people at the front door.
The name of Microworld Inn is now widely known, and people who have heard of it often stop by out of curiosity when they pass by.
"Let's go for a run together," Chen Yang invited Weng Ji.
Weng Ji paused, seemed to want to say something but then stopped, and finally nodded.
Ongji himself has a habit of jogging in the morning. If he is not healthy, how can he protect the health of the earth? Therefore, he has always paid great attention to his health and has been working out, but he just doesn't go to the gym.
He and Chen Yang ran ahead, and he asked Chen Yang, "Chen Yang, can you tell me the origin of that painting on the wall?"
"Painted by Zhang Jian, a well-known painter in HZ, have you heard of him?"
Weng Ji shook his head. He didn't pay much attention to this and had never heard of Zhang Jian. "What I want to ask is, where is the place he painted?"
Chen Yang smiled and said, "I know you've already sensed something's wrong. Be patient, I'll talk to you later. If I feel it's okay, I'll tell you everything."
Weng Ji had many doubts, but after listening to Chen Yang's words, he could only suppress them.
After they finished their run, Ding Qihan arrived, bringing Ding Aiqi along to join them for breakfast.
For these long-time guests who come to freeload meals, Chen Yang could only set a rule: they couldn't freeload for more than two consecutive days within a ten-day period. Even paying wouldn't work, otherwise the dining tables at the Microworld Inn would be too crowded.
After breakfast, Chen Yang handed Weng Ji a stack of papers.
"Professor Weng, this is your membership exam," Chen Yang said with a smile.
Weng Ji was somewhat frustrated. He hadn't taken an exam in over a decade. He said, "Tell me, what do you want me to write?"
"1,000 species of plants and animals that have become extinct or critically endangered within the last thousand years, of which 100 need to be described in terms of their general characteristics."
After hearing this, Weng Ji smiled and said, "Boss Chen, this is quite difficult."
"But you seem quite confident to me."
"Give it a try."
As Weng Ji spoke, he began to write, and he did so for the entire day, without even eating lunch or dinner.
At first, Weng Ji wrote very quickly, as if guided by a divine hand. He wrote more than 600 kinds in one morning, and he was able to describe the morphological characteristics of the first 100 kinds. He also picked out some more to write later.
Then, he slowed down as he began to recall the memories in his mind.
In Wengji's mind, all the kinds of plants and animals he remembered were related. He was very clear about the classification of kingdom, phylum, class, order, family, genus, and species. As long as he thought of one kind, he could associate it with many animals.
Nowadays, more than 1,000 species of plants and animals go extinct every year in nature, but it would be extremely difficult to write them all down and pronounce their names.
Wengji knows far more than this number of extinct animals or plants. He could easily remember them by just glancing at a picture or text description, but it would be impossible to write them all down. Writing down a thousand would be quite a challenge.
By 7 p.m., Wengji had actually done it; he had listed all one thousand extinct plant species. He would write down one, and Ding Qihan would look it up, while Chen Yang would occasionally glance at it as well.
After finishing writing, Wengji collapsed into a chair as if he had been completely exhausted.
"Have some."
Jiang Yining brought over a bowl of noodles and placed it in front of Weng Ji. Weng Ji looked at Jiang Yining with gratitude, but before he could even say thank you, he was overcome by hunger and began to wolf down the noodles.
The bowl of noodles was quickly emptied. Weng Ji looked up at Jiang Yining, seemingly a little embarrassed, and said, "Little girl, could you have another bowl?"
Jiang Yining smiled and took the bowl of noodles to cook noodles for him. Although Jiang Yining was afraid of fire, the induction cooker was still usable, so cooking a bowl of noodles was no problem.
Chen Yang took the list written by Weng Ji. It was five full sheets of paper, with words on both sides, and they were arranged very neatly with beautiful and tidy handwriting.
Ding Qihan checked the list and found that out of the thousand species of plants and animals, only one had an error in its description of appearance; the rest were all correct and were either extinct or endangered.
Being able to write down a thousand examples without any review proves that Weng Ji truly cares about this and is not faking it. And someone who cares so much about nature is probably not a bad person. Chen Yang is willing to let him enter the Micro World rather than have the Micro World APP erase his memory.
He had Weng Ji scan the code, and then handed over Weng Ji's task to Ding Qihan, who was currently on the island in the middle of the lake and unable to greet Weng Ji.
Wengji was still a little confused, but he knew that after scanning the code, he seemed to have been accepted.
He was also wondering what kind of organization this was, whether it was global or regional, and why he had never heard of it before. If protecting the Earth required such secret operations, then what was the point?
It was almost eight o'clock when he finished scanning the code. Everyone went back on time to prepare to wash up and go to bed, but Weng Ji remembered Ding Qihan's instructions and pressed Enter Micro World while lying in bed at eight o'clock in the evening.
"I didn't expect to get so excited at my age."
Inside his room at the Microworld Inn, Weng Ji nervously pressed the Enter Microworld button. Just before pressing it, he was still wondering if the software contained information on many extinct animals, or even if he could find out where these animals were being secretly bred.
But the next moment, when the overwhelming sleepiness overcame him, he opened his eyes again and found himself naked in a small bamboo house.
"Professor, welcome to the Microverse. Now, please do as written on the wooden board inside the bamboo house." Ding Qihan's voice came from outside the house.
(End of this chapter)
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