owlsbooks Chapter 95 Cultivation Plan
Chapter 95 Cultivation Plan
"Judging from the way you looked just now, almost going into a frenzy, like you were pondering something. So, did you gain anything?"
Han Dong sighed softly, and for some reason, he felt that the moment he saw Su Hao open his eyes, even the slight anger he had been feeling at being neglected vanished.
"No need to think about it, this guy's brain is probably completely crammed with those densely packed mathematical formulas right now!"
Han Dong mentally ranted and complained.
But then I thought about it again, and in those days leading up to international competitions, wasn't she also the same kind of person who didn't care about anyone but her family and friends, and didn't think about anything but playing music?
Geniuses can always empathize with other geniuses.
As a fellow fanatic, Han Dong understands this state all too well.
So, although she felt she had been taken advantage of for being a bodyguard for half an hour for nothing, she generously decided to forgive this clueless blockhead.
"Um!"
Su Hao nodded vigorously, his lips curving upwards involuntarily, revealing a row of white teeth. His smile was one of pure smugness, bright and cheerful.
"That's truly a major breakthrough!"
Seeing his genuine, ecstatic expression, Han Dong hesitated for half a second...
He then unzipped the shoulder bag next to him and took out a small item.
"What is this?" Su Hao was stunned for a moment.
It was a USB flash drive housed in a completely transparent storage box.
On the surface of the box, someone had handwritten a line of highly personalized English characters and several lines of smaller text in an extremely delicate silver marker:
【Studio Exclusive・Private Master
Claude Debussy - Clair de Lune
Studio recording
[Enjoy the tranquil moonlight - this is a private audio track and is strictly prohibited from being forwarded or distributed.]
"I'm going abroad to participate in a competition next."
Knowing that you usually overwork your brain, and worried that you might suddenly need it, I tried recording a short clip in the studio.
Han Dong handed over the USB drive, speaking in a seemingly casual tone.
Actually, she had always remembered that Su Hao had mentioned wanting to record her performance.
Su Hao subconsciously took the USB drive, and for a moment seemed a little at a loss.
Then, he took a deep breath and looked up at the girl in front of him with intense eyes.
"Han Dong".
"Um?"
I'm so sorry for causing you so much trouble today.
Su Hao paused, emphasizing each word.
"There is a question that I have been thinking about for more than nine years."
I desperately want to solve it, but I always get stuck at the most desperate bottleneck. That feeling... is very painful.
But today, thanks to you, I finally figured out the hardest part!
Upon hearing this, Han Dong gasped sharply, his eyes widening instantly!
"Nine years? Wait a minute... So how old were you when you started...?"
Good heavens, you were doing research when you were still wetting the bed?!
"None of that matters. So what I want to tell you is..."
Su Hao interrupted her, staring intently into her eyes.
"Thank you so much. I will remember this kindness and will definitely repay it in the future."
Looking at Su Hao's serious face, Han Dong paused for half a second, then chuckled softly:
"Okay, although I don't understand at all what kind of divine question you're trying to solve, I hope you can solve it soon."
"Well, once I've really figured it out, feel free to ask if you need any help."
I will do everything in my power to help you, as long as it's within my capabilities.
"Really? Great mathematician, you said it yourself, you can't go back on your word!"
"Yes." Su Hao nodded solemnly.
Seeing Su Hao's anxious expression, as if he couldn't wait to sprout wings and fly back to his desk to cultivate in seclusion, Han Dong very considerately let him go back first.
The door to the music room closed.
Han Dong slowly turned around and reopened the lid of the expensive grand piano.
With a light touch of his fingertips, he once again played Debussy's "Clair de Lune".
As she half-pressed the pedal with her right foot and played the first note, she froze.
Her shoulders, which had been stiff from the pressure of the competition, miraculously relaxed completely.
The stagnation I felt during the performance, the inability to touch the soul of the piano keys, vanished completely, like morning mist blown away by a gust of wind!
What exactly has changed?
Was it because the aura of that boy breaking free from his cocoon and transforming into a butterfly that inspired him?
Han Dong didn't know.
But at this moment, amidst the leaps of the black and white keys, she felt an unprecedented freedom, a freedom to soar in the melody!
.......
As night deepened, Su Hao, who was hurrying back to his dormitory, quickened his pace until it almost became a jog.
The cold night wind brushed against his burning cheeks, bringing a refreshing coolness that was pleasant to the bone.
"We need an absolutely suitable environment!"
Su Hao's brain was in a state of extreme excitement, with countless fragments of complex data and formulas flashing wildly on his retina.
He wished he could lie down on the curb right now and start his frantic mathematical deductions.
But a last shred of reason held him back. If he wanted to complete this epic project, there were still too many logistical problems that needed to be properly addressed!
First, and most fatal:
He needs a completely private space where he will never be disturbed by anyone!
Because he intends to unleash Psyduck's computing power completely and without reservation in this unprecedented research!
If such an inhuman deductive process were witnessed by outsiders, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Home is absolutely out of the question, and the dormitory is too crowded and no way I can go."
It would be perfect if there were a huge blackboard or whiteboard there.
Who knows how many days and nights this will take, so I'll have to bring my own food.
Most importantly, it must be a place where nobody goes, not even ghosts pass by!
Su Hao was rapidly calculating in his mind.
Moreover, the start time must be precisely on Friday afternoon!
Because that's when the entire campus defenses are at their weakest, and most students will either be partying or going home for the weekend.
Working hard from Friday afternoon to Monday morning, I can at least get a full two and a half days of absolute downtime!
If things get tough, we'll need even more time...
If all else fails, I can just pretend to be dead and take sick leave!
Everything makes way for the truth!
Back in his dorm, suppressing the urge to start writing immediately, he first inserted the USB drive Han Dong had given him into his computer.
Soon, Han Dong's soft, delicate, and layered playing sound spread like ripples in the small dormitory room.
"Wow, the sound quality from a top-notch recording studio, which costs a fortune, is definitely not in the same league as recording on a mobile phone."
The sound quality is extremely clear and three-dimensional.
He closed his eyes and listened carefully, and he could even feel that Han Dong was sitting in front of him playing the instrument.
So clear that even the slightest breaths Han Dong took between musical phrases and when his fingertips moved were audible.
Although playing it through a machine can't compare to the sheer impact of being there in person...
But Su Hao could clearly feel that the calming effect of this piece of music, which could soothe the turmoil in his mind, was real!
When the simulation reaches the critical moment of going mad, this audio track is enough to serve as the last insurance to preserve one's sanity!
As the notes flowed, his breathing gradually became steady and long.
Just then, a forgotten corner, like lightning in the night, struck his mind!
"Holy crap! I've got it! The special classroom that Professor Liu Zhiyun has been using!"
Su Hao was so excited he almost jumped up from his chair.
That was an internal teaching and research room dedicated to university preparatory courses.
According to his recollection, only a few classes were scheduled on Tuesday and Thursday mornings.
This means that from Friday afternoon until the entire weekend, it was a no-man's land, which he could use at will!
Moreover, its location is absolutely perfect, situated at the very end of the corridor in the entire building, a dead corner where you can't even see a ghost on ordinary days!
What's even better is that there's a huge blackboard at the front of the classroom, and two very convenient portable whiteboards on either side.
The windows are designed to be tall and narrow, and are equipped with double-layered blackout blinds all around. Once pulled down, they become an excellent secret fortress that blocks all outside views!
perfect!
It's an absolutely perfect place, made in heaven!
Once the location was decided in his mind, Su Hao couldn't contain his excitement and paced back and forth in his dormitory.
"Calm down. We need to get permission from Professor Liu first."
Of course, he's not stupid; he certainly wouldn't mention that he'd be staying up all night cultivating immortality inside.
All he needed to do was greet the professor and give a vague report to the management center.
The next morning, Su Hao immediately dialed Professor Liu Zhiyun's number.
When Su Hao earnestly explained that he had an extremely challenging and profound research topic that required his focused attention...
Professor Liu was clearly surprised by the boy's hard work and readily granted his special request to use the classroom on the weekend.
"By the way, if I'm free later, could I stop by and check on your progress?"
Before hanging up the phone, a casual joke from the professor sent a chill down Su Hao's spine.
But then I realized that the professor only appears at school on Tuesdays.
Su Hao clenched his fist, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.
He was absolutely confident that he could end this protracted war before then!
Now that we have the venue, the only remaining issue is logistical support!