Jon said he had left a gift for Angel.

Angel didn’t care about the gift at first until he opened the folder. When he saw the folder filled with doc.u.ments, he suddenly realized how precious a gift his mentor had left him.

Jon had transferred all the stored data in the bio chip located in his mind to this folder.

Astronomy, geography, scientific knowledge, literary novels, and even some cultural knowledge, such as music, cooking recipes, and so on, which can be located in these folders.

In the past, Angel did not understand why his mentor not only knew about planting, architecture, cooking, but also had in depth knowledge of various other disciplines. Now he understands that the earth’s scientific and technological civilization had reach such a unprecedented level!

Everyone on earth is born with a bio chip. Bio chips, the equivalent of a local area network computer, can independently store a variety of data, and connect the brain to the memory region of the hippocampus, permanently functioning as eidetic memory for the user. Jon must have stored all kinds of information, and even when he traveled to this other world, he would not let the fire of earth’s civilization go out.

Had it not been for the bio chip being in Jon’s mind, he might have given him the bio chip directly. After all, the bio chip is bound permanently to the brain, so it can never be removed.

But the end result is still a transfer of his knowledge. Even without the bio chip there is a holographic tablet, although the memory and recall of the knowledge is a little slow, and the tablet cannot directly connect to the portion of the brain responsible for memory through the hippocampus, but as long as he perseveres, becoming erudite with regards to all the content in the folder is just a matter of time.

With this in mind, Angel solemnly hid the holographic tablet, which, for now, is worth more to him than anything else he owns!

In this way of transference, through the holographic tablet, Angel’s life has greatly headed towards another trajectory.

He immersed himself in the world presented by the holographic tablet, day and night, only putting it down when he has to charge the holographic tablet (solar energy).

Instead of exploring the knowledge left by his mentor first, Angel transferred the several boxes of books he brought from Sea Moon City, all into the tablet which were scanned one by one. As Jon said, knowledge is the most fundamental thing for scholars. As a result, Angel would first think about scanning his books into the tablet.

The scanning process is not easy, although the holographic plate has video and camera recording functions, but after all, it had to be in picture format. Although the system has the function of converting form picture to text, it is only limited to the text of earth. The local text of the Canary Empire is not included in the system.

In addition, the system only supports the use of earth text, Angel can only temporarily store all the pictures in one folder, and when he is free, the copies will be translated into Chinese.

By the time he had scanned all the books and sorted them, a week had pa.s.sed by.

After Angel had finished scanning the books, there was nothing left to do. Coupled with the monotony of life at sea, and Alan and his sister practicing the guiding method, he basically had no interaction with anyone, Angel felt even more lonely and bored.

Simply put, with a trace of curiosity, he began to explore the information contained in the holographic tablet.

At first, Angel began looking at the works of some of Earth’s famous scientists. After, he found that the information in many of the papers are only useful for the cosmic environment in which the Earth was located, so he skimmed them and just absorbs some of the general ideas.

Later, as Angel dabbled more extensively, he was occasionally idle, and opened the folder for literary entertainment, listened to the music of earth, and looked at fictional novels that did not involve scientific literature.

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After reading a lot of novels, Angel understood why the mentor wrote in the letter left to him, “I may die a little earlier than the protagonists in the novels.”

The shameful words of “G.o.d is going to destroy me, I am going against the heavens; if G.o.d wants to stop me, I will kill G.o.d”, Angel seeing these embarra.s.sing words, the mystery is solved. However, there are also travel novels written that cater to his taste, Angel also read them with relish. At least, at the time it’s fine.

After reading a lot of literary novels, Angel became more curious about the earth. He wish he had the opportunity to go to a metropolis on earth to see what kind of scenery the prosperous high-tech world had to offer. Angel didn’t know at this time, but the sub folder for cultural entertainment is equipped with several thousand works involving film and television, any one of these urban dramas will be able to show him the scenery of earth. Of course, that will come in later chapter.

On this day, Angel recla.s.sified the folders of the holographic tablet, divided the information into Earth and The World, and read another book, “Snow on Mount Kilimanjaro”, and as he was heading out for dinner.

But before he could get to the restaurant, he heard a sharp whistle ringing all over the ship.

One whistle after another, three long and two short, Angel immediately reacted, this is the whistle for Bohemia’s martial law!

When Angel realized what the whistle meant, he suddenly had a serious expression, turned sharply, and strode back into his room. Morrow mentioned before when he got on board that once the whole ship was under martial law, everyone had better stay put in their respective rooms.

On the way back, Angel now saw other talents out, most of them opened their doors to speak with one another about the martial law on the whole ship, making all kinds of speculation as to why it was occurring.

Some say it was in response to an attack by sea beasts, some say it was because of a big storm, some say that the ship hit a reef, and some say that the cloud whale in the sky was getting ready to attack the Bohemia. All kinds of guesses, are in general, not guesses with good outcomes. Everyone’s face held a faint trace of worry and fear.

In the vast sea, fear is common. What allows the fear to acc.u.mulate infinitely is an unpredictable future.

Angel also holds worries in the bottom of his heart, but he knows that no matter how worried, he does not have the ability to change the situation now, he can only silently pray that everything goes well.

Back in his room, Angel opened the little window for the first time in a long while.

Through this small window, he looked out at the situation.

To Angel’s disappointment, however, nothing could be discerned outside the window.

He didn’t know when, but there was a thick fog outside, and the visibility of the outside was less than ten meters.

The “unknown” can always arouse people’s boundless imagination. Angel is still a teenager, usually more mature and independent than his peers, but at this moment, he also began to feel perturbed.

He kept telling himself that the martial law of the whole ship was caused by the extreme fog, as long as the fog cleared, it would be fine, but he did not believe what he was telling himself. It was just that up until now, there was nothing else he could do to calm his restless heart but make a guess on the best possible outcome.

The hour hand on the wall clock moved a little bit.

Until nearly 4 o’clock in the afternoon, the fog outside remained intact, and the Bohemia did not whistle for to lift the martial law.

Nothing seems to have changed.

But just then, there was a sudden change.