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When he came out of Professor Ed's laboratory, it was already dark. He walked back slowly along the familiar road. Noah's small building soon came into his sight, and the warm light came from the glass windows with half-drawn curtains. It seemed to be silently guiding him from afar.

He couldn't help speeding up his pace, the small building was close at hand, but he didn't stop, and went straight to Schiller's door.

Ding!

The doorbell rang short and crisp, and Schiller quickly came over to open the door for him. He had already changed into his home clothes, looking gentle and harmless.Luo Ding was obviously uncomfortable with his attire, but Schiller had already walked in on his own, and asked Luo Ding to help him close the door.

The interior design of Schiller's small building is a minimalist and indifferent style. The black, white, gray and blue tones look as simple and impersonal as he himself, and the huge living room seems a bit empty.

"You came to me, what's the matter?"

Schiller leaned on the sofa relaxedly, and asked without answering: "Do you like it here?"

Luo Ting was taken aback by this question, and without waiting for his answer, Schiller said again: "It doesn't matter if you don't like it, after you move in, you can change it to whatever you want."

Only then did Luo Ting understand what he meant: "Do you know the whereabouts of the astrologer's clock?"

Schiller smiled lowly, which was acquiescence.

"Why give it to me? Are you not afraid that I will take your place?"

"Are you talking about the position of student council president? I'll give it to you if you want it." Schiller looked playful, "You're that Rodin, right?"

Rodin's face changed, he could feel the meaning in Schiller's words, it was a tone of three-point certainty and three-point joking.

"Rodin, the mecha master from 1000 years ago." Schiller completed the sentence word by word, the smile on his face was completely closed, and his burning eyes nailed Luodin in place as if there was substance. hide everywhere.

"I do not know what you're talking about."

"That night on Planet Sorrento, I was in that alley. I saw you appear out of thin air with my own eyes. You don't have to hide this from me." Schiller said this earth-shattering sentence calmly, and then he added , "Old Rodney...is my grandfather, the previous astrologer...His Royal Highness also knows him."

Rodin tried hard to digest everything he said, Schiller didn't seem to want to hide anything from him at all.

"According to the clues I know, you should have been summoned by grandpa, using the part of starlight sealed in your document, although I don't know the process, but the starlight in the document was indeed unlocked by grandpa, I confirmed it with my own eyes Pass."

Luo Ting keenly grasped a point in his words: "You said you confirmed it with your own eyes, that is to say, you entered his room the morning he died?"

Schiller laughed: "What are you thinking? How could it be that I killed Grandpa? He committed suicide."

"why?"

"Grandpa is good at everything, but he has a strong sense of responsibility to the royal family. You must know the wave frequency problem in His Highness. This is a genetic disease that no one can solve. Grandpa probably predicted something from meditation, so I don’t hesitate to steal documents from the Imperial Museum, and I want to find some clues from you to change the inevitable result he predicted.” Schiller spread his hands frankly when he said this, “But I don’t have the ability to predict, otherwise it might not be like this. Guessing so hard."

"Grandpa committed suicide because, as an astrologer, he has no way to gain His Highness's trust and persuade you to go on a path that he doesn't know the consequences of. But as himself, he has done everything he can, so He used his own death with a clear conscience to lead you to that unknown road. I know him as well as he himself, so I have not changed his decision." Schiller said here, smiling slightly, "Do you think Am I cold-blooded?"

Rodin listened silently to Schiller's narration, he said nothing, neither agreed nor opposed.

"So I guess, if you want to find a way to go back, you may have to start with the documents and starlight seals. Of course, this is just my guess. I have no objection if you want to see Buffon's files, but I hope you will not be too disappointed." Schiller placed a quaint old copper clock in the middle of the table, and gently sent it towards Luo Ding with his fingertips.

As soon as Luo Ting stretched out his hand, he received the bell of the legendary astrologer.Its surface is very smooth, not only does it not have a trace of rust, but it seems to have been rubbed countless times, with a sense of desolation.

"At this point, you don't have to be on guard against me. Our goals are the same, and we all hope that you can find a way to go back." Schiller looked at him with a half-smile, "Your Highness asked me to ask for astrology this afternoon. The bell of the dead, but I didn't give him...you should know what I mean."

"I don't know your grandpa well, and you don't know Noah as well as you think. I accept your gift, and there is no need to attach anything else." Luo Ting responded to him neither softly nor hard. Pacing leisurely in the living room, I couldn't help sighing, "Your place is very good, and most importantly, it's very close to Noah, thank you for giving it to me."

Schiller choked on him: "...You're welcome."

Luo Ting picked up the bronze bell and said goodbye to him: "If there is nothing else, I will go back to the dormitory first."

Schiller stretched out his hand and made a gesture of "please", but didn't send him off.

Coming out of the house, Luo Ting saw the warm yellow light that belonged to Noah again. It was still the window with half-drawn curtains. It was completely dark at this moment. He visually measured the distance between the two houses and used them back and forth. After measuring the steps several times, he finally smiled with satisfaction.

However, he still didn't go into Noah's small building. He picked a new flavor from the nutrient self-service machine that he had never tried before, and briskly returned to the teaching building.

The lights in the laboratory were pale and lifeless, and Bai Lu was still working hard on the experiment, and the two were very surprised to see each other.

"Senior sister, why haven't you left yet?"

"Don't I want to leave? My junior sister has ruined the experiment again..." Bai Lu stated this flawless reason expressionlessly. When she said this, she suddenly remembered something, and said with a look of despair, " What about you, why are you here so late? Don't tell me that there is also a problem with the experimental data in the afternoon?"

"No, I have some personal matters and need to borrow laboratory equipment."

Luo Ting told the truth very frankly. He sat down with his back to Bai Lu, first drank the nutrient, and then covered his face and thought about life.Bai Lu poked her head over to have a look, and burst out laughing, "Hahahahaha, you're really the first boy I've ever met who has the courage to try the strawberry girl donut flavor... Poof."

"I obviously didn't choose this, okay..."

The two students who were obsessed with academics turned their backs to each other and were doing their own things. The cold light in the laboratory stayed on all night like this.