A little dim light reflected in the obsidian charlatan and the gray fog. Vita activated the charlatan to twist the blades that made the rustling gear sound.

"Click".

In contrast to the weak appearance of these precision and tiny parts, the edges of their rapidly rotating tend to look like sharp chainsaws, and even knocked a little black stone chips off the fingertips of the obsidian hand.

The thin stream splashed by Vita on the ground has been moving forward and has changed direction several times. This at least shows that the garden has been changing under the drive of gears, but perhaps the range of changes is too large, and this

The fog was shrouded in fog, and Vita had no way to observe how the environment was changing.

The rotation of the blade gears around them was like a dart ready to go, but Abby on his back felt noisy and squeezed his face into the depths of Vita's back impatiently. These fine noises drilled into the

Abby's dream sneaked into the girl's ears, making her feel that she seemed to be in an annoying beehive. This dream with the flying bee swarm got into him again by taking advantage of the opportunity of dealing with Vita's out of control thinking.

In his consciousness, Vita, who was squinting his eyes, often saw a terrifying giant bee with yellow and black patterns wandering around him.

This reminded Vita that he was an out of control, and that all the premise of normal thinking was Abby's help. At the moment when she was almost fainting due to fatigue, it was quite unwise to engage in any fierce battle that required her brain.

Needless to say, I escaped by borrowing darkness. When I was still normal, I would pour a lot of disgusting hallucinations into my mind, let alone the current situation in my poor condition.

So, Vita decided to try to communicate first, looked around the surrounding fog, and said in a deep voice: "Is it Professor Xide? I heard you are looking for me?"

The echo of the words came from a long way, and the dripping water on the ground had lost all its power to move forward, quietly rising on the soles of Vita's shoes. And at some point, the thick fog that filled the imperial capital also faded a lot.

Is it the changes in the environment that cause changes in fog?

After only a little delayed thinking, Vita suddenly heard a slight ear-punching gear behind him.

He turned around, under the influence of Abby's dream, there was a wriggling beehive half-intacted in the ground, and countless bees with pupae on their belly were waving their wings, making a "buzz" sound like a nightmare, as if they wanted to

We must break free from the hive.

Then, the "hive" really cracked.

In the hallucination, the gears slid, pushing open the ground like flowers blooming one after another, disguised as grassland. The bees that should not have existed finally got rid of the constraints of half of the beehives embedded in the ground, and as the petals bloomed

Flying around.

There were bees "buzzing" and coming towards us, Vita did not dodge.

"Click".

Just because of this little trance, Vita felt that he was hit by something. The small impact made him slightly lean back. When he raised his head, a small one was embedded in the lens of the crow's mask's eyes.

gear.

The "hive" industry disappeared because of the stop of the rotation of the gears. In the middle of it, a table and three chairs appeared.

An old man with a hook nose sat on one of the chairs, with a big red flower on his chest, but his eyes glanced at him. There was a metal plate that had popped up but was not successfully retracted.

There you can see countless complex bronze levers and sophisticated gears under the turf.

The gear that just flew to Vita's face seemed to pop out from it.

"The first lesson that students in the mechanical department should take. The more precise the machine is, the more likely it is to fail. This is a very vivid case." The old professor of Eagle Nose coughed lightly: "Mr. Zhuo Erfan, please sit down."

Vita did not step forward: "Since you have this first lesson, why do you have to design so many complicated mechanisms?"

Professor Xide shrugged, raised his hand and snapped his fingers. Another buzzing sound came out, and the bees in the hallucination took off, and the table and three chairs that Xide was sitting actually moved forward and slid directly in front of Vita.

You can't sit anymore.

Vita sighed, pulled open the chair and sat down, put Abby on the remaining chair, and quietly observed the old professor of the hook nose in front of him through the mask.

"Because this first lesson is only for ordinary students, and I am a master. There are hundreds of millions of parts here, but this one is only broken." Xidela pulled his collar with a red flower and replied to Wei

The tower had the problem just now, and then knocked on the table again, and the gear turned out two tea cups: "Do you drink tea?"

"No," Vita shook his head: "What's the matter with me?"

Xide took a sip of tea: "Because there are many people looking for you, I'm looking for you."

"You're like talking riddles, professor," Vita's hand kept rubbing his gun in his pocket: "And I've been in the Emperor for less than a day, why has it become so popular?"

"Your Majesty is popular only when you are not popular," Xide smiled: "And you may be one of the people who know your Majesty the most, so all forces are looking for you."

"Everyone's forces?"

"Yes, one is to find the nobles who are the great backer of the Emperor, the second is to kick the nobles away, and the third is to stare at the knowledge that fell from the sky, and still try to stop these knowledge carriers.

The secret keeper of the spread. Finally, there are three major organizations, the command post of the Knights was taken over by you, and you still have symptoms of suspected out of control, not to mention…”

Xide turned his gaze to Abby who was sleeping in a chair beside him: "You are still carrying an incomplete great existence."

"Hey, this is the first time I've felt so popular since I was a child," Vita grinned under the mask. "So, where are you looking for me?"

Xide drank the tea in the cup in one sip: "You might as well guess."

"Is it representing the aristocratic group? I think the mechanical academy is full of aristocratic boys. They can't go to this imperial university by relying on their own grades, right?" Vita decided to use the exclusion method.

"First of all, Mr. Zhuoerfan, correct you a little bit. The full name of the place you passed by is 'Mechanical Management' Academy," Xide began to explain like a real teacher: "Knowing that the nobles will be able to obtain a heir with magical talent before they can obtain a magical heir.

Have you been giving birth to children? Before this, aristocratic children who have not obtained magical talent will be sent to this "Mechanical Management" academy to be trained to be the deputy of the heir. After all, mechanical energy can greatly assist in the release of magic, such as

Differential machines, such as staff."

"Of course, it is mainly about learning 'management'. Even if the children of the nobles are destined to be the foil of the heirs, they will not do design or on-site practices in person," Xide shrugged: "However, thanks to this, my relationship with the nobles is indeed

That's pretty good."

"Oh? Just a good relationship?" Vitassucked: "I heard that university professors have a single official position in the Imperial Officials. Are you representing the bureaucracy of the Imperial?"

Xi De shook his head: "The official position I hold as the dean is indeed quite good."

"It's just not bad? That's it representing the three major organizations?"

"Haha, I think. But because of my 'mom', I can only be a respected consultant in the three major organizations for life. The three major organizations will trust me, but will not let me join." Xide pointed out

Refers to the red flowers in your heart.

"Hey," Vita smiled: "Then there is only one last option. Are you representing the Secretkeeper?"

"The secret keeper has been passed down for thousands of years, and he will indeed exchange some of the knowledge they have mastered for my knowledge. But I am just a human, not an elves, but a professor who likes machinery. It is impossible to become a secret keeper completely..."

Vita frowned. This is not that nor is it. Could it be that Professor Xide was enjoying himself?

But without asking questions, the cups and plates on the table suddenly began to ring slightly.

Xide made a sorry gesture, stood up, and stepped on the ground beside him twice.

The ground flipped up, the receiver popped out, and Vita's pupils shrank slightly, because a bunch of blood suddenly burst out from there, tearing the machine apart, and a figure bathed in the blood and suddenly protruded.

It was Tita who emerged from the ground like an evil ghost.

But the next second, the elf was knocked to the ground by a metal lever that suddenly stretched out from the ground, and then the lever actually pressed Tita firmly on the ground like a tentacle.

Xide squatted down, lifting Tita's messy and blood-stained golden hair with some pain, and lifting them behind Tita's ears.

The elf was resentful, but saw Vita beside her, and her eyes were extremely exciting for a moment.

And Vita suddenly had an association and spoke tentatively: "She is the 'mom' you said?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhuoerfan, you are really good at guessing."

"So, you represent this elf..." Vita continued to guess, but saw Xide wave his hand and interrupt Vita's guess.

Then, the old professor looked at Tita who was bound on the ground, and his hooked nose gradually wrinkled, and it turned out to be like a hideous vulture: "Sir, please stop, please stop, don't say what you want to say next

Such disgusting words."

“As you can see, my 'mom' is selfish, extreme, cruel, promiscuous, forgot my name, her name herself, and she also likes to eat people,” Xide watched Tita twist on the ground:

Now, she is like a maggot again, and I am a normal person, how could I become her representative and speak for her?"
Chapter completed!